November 27, 2007
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Identity
“Mom,” Anna Kathryn asked me the Saturday after Thanksgiving, “When are we going over to–” she paused to think, “–Uncle John’s mom’s house?”
“We were at Omie’s house yesterday, Anna Kathryn.”
“Well, I want to see her again, Aunt Kari.”
My daughter is learning about our family tree, and is an eager student. She enjoys giving us pet names, or referring to us as others do. I don’t mind; she’s not being disrespectful, she’s just three years old and learning how words relate to things and names relate to people. It’s fun watching her brain work through it all. For a month or so this fall, she referred to me as Momenie. I don’t know where it came from, but I liked it–the first 500 times. I felt like Alcott’s “Marmie.” Since Thanksgiving, it’s been Uncle John and Aunt Kari, because that’s what the cousins use. Such a nut.
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ROFL!!!! That’s hilarious. Or there’s families like mine where the brothers are the same age as the nephews so I often get them mixed up and tell my kids to call them Uncle Jake/Uncle Collin when it’s really their cousins who are the same ages as their uncles. Whew. It’s confusing for me and it’s my family.
LOL!!! Aunt Kari’s mom and dad are excited for Anna Kathryn’s next visit! Aunties Joelle, Glori, and Ruth, Buckwheat (the subdued, but friendly black lab), Hook (Aunt Ruth’s white horse), and Boots (the adorable black, furry cat kept MOSTLY in the basement by Aunt Glori) are also awaiting her arrival, as well as the very first visit of her little brothers. Let’s sing! ”Over the river and through the woods to…” Uncle John’s wife’s mom signing off.