This week my 2 nephews came to visit. They arrived on Sunday. My actual children had arrived home the day before so I got to spend a night with everybody in the house after a long week of silence. Beeker had asked months ago if I could keep the boys while did training and had a temporary duty assignment...little did I now that she was actually participating in something that eerily resembled the Army Olympics. I ask you, is there anything she can't do?
The boys woke up on Monday to a typical summer day with Aunt Sherry. I swear, no matter how often I hear that phrase I am completely taken aback. I grew up an only child and never calculated being anybodies Aunt into my life equation. I know I laughed out loud numerous times when they called my name. It is such a pleasure and gift to be an Aunt.
The boys got to watch all the good Aunt Sherry educational videos. They were good sports. The question "Why does Aunt Sherry want to marry Neil Degrasse Tyson" was never completely answered to their satisfaction however. We watched Nova Science How Smart are Animals and Nova's Pluto Files. Fabulous is all I can say. Creamy good chewy fabulous. They also watched a show I could never get behind: Mythbusters, but it was about ninjas, so, it had to be cool.
On Monday we all went to see the Smurf movie. Even Tika Rae. We were sitting in the theatre and she says, "It is very dark in here." I was shocked at my ignorance:baby had never been to a movie before. I had not briefed her on what was to come. I explained that that big screen was a TV screen and that the movie would be up there (she thought we were just there to eat popcorn..?) Her reply was "Whoa!" For the next hour I was poked in the side by the softest, tiniest elbow as she yelled,"This is the best movie ever!" And it was.
Later that night we went to the Greenway, soon to be called My Favorite Spot, and had a picnic and took a walk. On Tuesday I had to attend a funeral. I hereby declare a moratorium on death. Period. I am really tired of burying friends, and please don't tell me it comes with age. We aren't even 40.
We met Miss Jennifer and her charges at the bowling alley and we all got to bowl a game. I was horrible, and Tika slept through it all. Soon after the question "Does Aunt Sherry walk everywhere?" replaced the Degrasse Tyson question. And the answer was yes.
We got to take part in National Night Out that Conover hosts each year. Miss Kelly came and picked up half of us and we spent a lovely evening wandering around looking at vendors and trying to figure out how much free stuff we can shove in a bag.
Michael was at Band Camp all week, so we really only got to see him at dinner time each evening. He is learning how to march and be part of the High School Band.
Friday we experienced flash floods around NC and we had some terrible thunder. We cancelled our plans for Friday and decided to just have a party. We ate ice cream and popcorn and watched the brand new-oh my gosh-such a big deal Phineas and Ferb movie!. It was so nice.
I spent Saturday doing laundry and packing the boys. We met for a family reunion at Olive Garden in Gastonia and dropped off the boys with Beeker. I am always sad to see her leave. The sadness is dispersed though with the thought that she trusts me enough to let me have her children. I am amazed at how much a part of this family I am. I am so lucky.
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