Niecey's Thanksgiving Thankfulness Two

Niecey has decided that she wants to write another Thanksgiving post, I tried to get her to label it as a Christmas post but she would have none of that craziness so Thanksgiving it is!

Each of the following is proceeded by "I am thankful for..."

1. Auntie Cheryl (who I stole for like three weeks)
2. Auntie Kee (Because I am insanely indulgent)
3. Big Bear (best $9.99 I ever spent)
4. Monkey Weasel
5. Tiniest Weasel (aka Smallest Weasel)
6. Turkey
7. Pa
8. Her Computer (Yes she has her own, it is an old junker from our uncle)
9. Trees
10. Her house
11. Momma Weasel
12. Pa's computer (which I am using now)
13. Boy Weasel
14. Middle Weasel
15. Cheese because it's yellow (Yellow is her favorite color if you didn't guess)
16. Time (she got a watch for Christmas)
17. Bunnies (Auntie Cheryl has two of them)
18. Frogs (because they hop apparently)
19. Random crap on the desk (she is listing everything on the desk trying to think of more, she is so a blogger in training!)
20. Herself (so am I, best niecey ever!)
21. Auntie Cheryl's sock monkeys (oh how she covets them!)
22. coolwhip(she wrote that herself copying the cool whip "bowl", aka the fancy dishes in my mom's collection)
23. crown(sweet, she is writing this post now, I just have to add the parenthetical comments for her amusement)hehehohoho
24. Big Weasel (aka Eldest Weasel)
25. Music (Ian will like this one)

And there you have it, things Niecey is thankful for, hope you enjoyed it!

Niecey has decided to end this with "hehehoho"

Merry Christmas everyone!

This can't be happening!

My tiny little baby niecey is in kindergarten right now (her first day).

















She did not attend preschool and so there was no easing into it for this auntie. I have demanded pictures of the event, they had best come through with them! I wish I could have been there to walk her there and see her off but alas I am stuck here with my contaminated cultures (even if they weren't contaminated I'd still be stuck here). I was talking to Middle Sister last night, she is concerned about Niecey not being popular/liked and wants to dress her all fancy to make a good impression. I told her that kids that age don't really care what the others are wearing. Cheryl is worried that she will be unpopular like she and I were and that she will be bullied. And then there is me, I am still trying to grasp the fact that my baby isn't a baby anymore!














I saw her dismembered looking gray head come out facing me the day she was born (#1 most disturbing thing I have ever witnessed). I stayed in the hospital with Middle Sister until they were discharged (2 or 3 days), only leaving to go to work and get food/shower. I got yelled at by a nurse when Middle Sister and I decided to take a walk in the hall with me holding Niecey. Apparently they were worried that I would drop her and they would have to fill out reams of forms, which I can appreciate but seriously if there was a risk of my dropping her wouldn't the hospital be the perfect place to do so?! From the day she was born until August of 2005 I was part of her everyday life with few exceptions. I moved here when she was two years old and was worried that we would lose the strong bond because of it, thankfully it hasn't happened, it has changed a bit but it is still there.

Being here and not seeing her everyday made her growing up go even faster in my perception and now she is 5 and in kindergarten and I am left with memories of a tiny little baby (by tiny I mean 8lb 2oz at birth so not that tiny). A baby who would cling to me if something was scary, who I finally convinced thunderstorms and fireworks were not scary (the fireworks one nearly killed me, she was literally strangling me and I was pinned down). A baby I saw take her first steps. A baby who didn't like to cuddle (cuddling time cuts into getting into things/destruction time) but usually would spare a hug and a short cuddle for her Auntie Kee. A baby who delegated giving kissies to her teddy bear(s) for awhile. A baby who has grown up into a beautiful little girl whether her auntie is ready or not.

I love you Niecey, you'll always be my baby no matter how old you get!

Picture 1: I used to kangaroo Niecey in my hoodie when the weather was cool, she made a nice heat source. She is a couple months old in that pic.

Picture 2: Me hanging with Niecey in the hospital when she was a day or two old.

Picture 3: Niecey playing in the truck I rented when I moved out, she loved it until she found out what it was for!

Picture 4: A cute pic I took of Niecey when she visited me this month.