Auntie Christmas

There is no question that Franny loves her Auntie Noelle--and they are quite a pair. It is a wonderful relationship that I cherish watching develop week by week. Yesterday, Noelle came for her weekly visit, bringing along scones to share, as well as a Franny-size Starbucks cup that she can have as her very own, which of course she LOVES. And after all, you never get a whole scone of your very own from Mom, and especially never one thats not broken up into little bite size pieces!

After one of Noelle's visits, Rick always comes home and asks: "so, did Franny have a good time with Noelle, today?" To which, I have to say, "omigosh, yes!!!" And then when Rick asks: "so, what did they do?" I always think to myself, what didn't they do? And to say that they play, talk--yes, they do talk--, laugh, and really enjoy each other just doesn't suffice. They have their own thing going on, complete with its own language and gestures (to see both them simultaneously raise one eyebrow in response to something is almost eerie), as well as many other connections you would have to witness to understand. It is a very special relationship to which I have the absolute joy of being able to watch grow and unfold.

Although, I am just bracing myself for the day where my little Franny yells at the peak of an emotion-laden tantrum: "I'm going to go live with Auntie Noelle!!!"