Auntie 3.0

In other personalish milestone news, my sister Elise gave birth to her third child (and second daughter) on Monday. Mum and bub are both doing well. Bub has been named Harriet, which I was a bit dubious about at first, but it’s growing on me now and I think it will suit her. She’s actually a cute newborn, too, which is a surprise; most of the ones I’ve seen looked like squishy, irritable pink cabbages.

I am excited; I love being an auntie and I’m kickarse at it. When not interrogating my 3-year-old nephew as to his communist leanings, I can be found teaching them interesting new noises to piss off Mummy and Daddy, inadvertently teaching them interesting new four-letter words, and dispensing wizzy-dizzies until just before the point where little tummies start bringing up their lunch.

You wish you had me in your life to look after your sproglings.

3 Responses to “Auntie 3.0”

  1. adam Says:

    Hard-hearted harridan Harriet!
    She was a thief!
    You better belief!
    She stole my life and my CAT!

    But seriously, congrats auntie aimee.

  2. Aimee Says:

    Thanks, Adam. I might suggest you lay off the red cordial for a while, though.

  3. adam Says:

    have you not seen So I Married an Axe-Murderer? I am genius!