everyone has one. or two. as a kid, you find her social quirks entertaining. you embrace her eccentricity with adoration. one day, you realize she is not a normal, well-behaved adult. at first it makes you very uncomfortable. over time, you accept the normalcy of an abnormal aunt and move on with your life.
this weekend i realized: i might be that crazy aunt.
EXHIBIT A: i tried to talk to mikaela (12) and andrew (10) before i was fully coherent. thrice, upon waking up in the bunkbed room. twice, after falling asleep to harry potter ii.
EXHIBIT B: i arrived at breakfast on saturday morning in a sparkly red-white-and-blue velour unitard and began posing for "christmas photos". (let the record show that children were equally horrified when their dad - my brother - began directing said photo shoot).
EXHIBIT C: i kept my "red blankie" (which is, in fact, not very red at all) near my side the entire weekend.
EXHIBIT D: i was the only relative who started crying uncontrollably during the "i'm thankful" activity.
EXHIBIT E: i was the inappropriate relative who initiated laughter when camryn (5) converted her "i'm thankful" list to prayer format without blinking an eye.
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