I say it all the time, but I love my family. I am so blessed and don't feel like I can say it enough. I love being a mom more than anything in the world, but I love being an aunt too. I have 3 nieces and 5 nephews. We all live on the same street so I get to see them a lot. I work very hard at my relationship with each of them. They are all so different and I honestly couldn't possibly love them more if they were my kids.
They are so funny. They don't miss a thing and even when you think they aren't paying attention, they are. My kids' and my situation is really confusing for all of them. I am the oldest of me, my sister, and brother, and my kids are the three oldest grandchildren. My nieces and nephews range from 2 to 11 years old. I have been divorced for 5 years and my ex hasn't seen his kids all this time so even the oldest doesn't really remember him being around. They randomly ask me who my husband is or who my kids' dad is. It is always really sweet when they ask because I can see in their eyes they can't understand why my kids don't have a dad. They occasionally ask me if I will ever get married again. Like I said, it is so sweet when they ask and I know it has to be really hard for them to even begin to understand why there isn't a dad in my house. I love that they worry about me and my kids.
My older son will be home from football camp today and I am so glad to have all my kids under one roof tonight. I said to my dad today that I don't know what I will do when they are grown and out of the house. Well, I don't have to worry because my nephew, Timothy, spoke up and said "you can live with us, we have an extra bedroom in the basement." It was so sweet.
We went on a little vacation with my sister, her husband, and kids for Spring Break. We have fun with them without even leaving our street, but trips are also an adventure! We went to Gatlinburg and Dollywood. It was a lot of fun. We were at dinner one night and the waitress was obviously not happy to see 8 kids. She asked for our drink order and we had been walking all day and I ordered a beer. I changed my last name on my license and I had the temporary one with me that I had been using the whole trip. I showed it any time I used my debit card, checking in the hotel, and everywhere else at home. It had not been a problem anywhere, but this lady wouldn't take it. It was pretty clear she didn't want to wait on us anyway so my sister said why don't we go somewhere else. We walked out and all agreed it might have been a blessing. It was the only place with nobody in there and no wait and there was a bit of a smell, but anyway we went across the street.
My little 6 year old nephew, Macalister, had been asking me earlier that day about my situation. We sat together a few times and talked while walking and I could tell he was curious but I think he felt sorry for me at the same time. He has a really good personality and sense of humor. He says things all the time that crack me up. I have a funny story about him and cheesecake. Anyway, he was sitting by me at the first restaurant and when we went across the street he sat next to me again. The waitress comes over and again I order a beer. Of course she asked me for my I.D. and I showed it to her. As she hands it back to me and before she can say anything, he looks up with his sweet blue eyes and definitely loud enough for her to hear says, "Did she take it?" My sister was sitting across from me and I thought she was going to die! It may have been a "you had to be there" story, but it is one we are still laughing at!
I could just see his little mind thinking, she has had a hard time, just give her a beer! I just love each and every one of them for worrying about me, loving me, and just being the funny, sweet little people they are! We are going to have a lot of fun raising all these little characters. Oh, and my sweet niece Skylar that is named after me looks after me too. She keeps wanting to put me on "The Bachelorette" but that is a whole other post!