This is my Little B, my second-born niece.
She is kind, compassionate and loves to play "mommy." I usually get to be the baby. *smile*
She loves to sing in the car with me when I'm driving her and the nephling around.
Yes, I have two carseats of my very own. I take "auntie" to the next level.
Last week, as the three of us were in the car together, I asked her, "Should I put some music on?"
She answered, "No, lets just sing!"
And so we did.
She spent the night last week and it was not long after I'd had a bad cold and still had a lingering occasional cough. As she and I laid in our beds that night (or more accurately, snuggled in my bed), a few times I had to turn away and cough. Each time, her little voice full of concern would say out of the darkness, "Auntie, are you alright??"
I love that little girl.
As any little kid, she likes her toys and her way, too. But I've also seen her turn around and give all her toys to
another little friend because they wanted to play, too.
She loves to play "picnic," dress-ups, and wear rubber boots, even if they're way too big.
That's my Little B.
She's hard to take pictures of because she's always dancing, playing and laughing.
But even blurry pictures are cute when she's in them.
I am a hopeless Auntie. And I like it that way.