Monday, November 3, 2008

Clara's Many Faces

Can I tell you how much I love being an aunt? I hope that some day my niece and nephew (and the others still to come) have as many good memories of me as I do of living across the street from my Aunt Mary and around the corner from my Aunt Sharon. My aunts always seemed SO much cooler than my mom (especially Aunt Mary--I couldn't believe she was related to my mom). I don't know if I'll ever seem cooler than Elizabeth and Amanda, but I love being an aunt at least as much as I loved hanging out at my aunt's houses when I was a kid. Check out how many different faces Clara can make...clicking on any of the pictures should take you to my album from the trip.


Clara is amazing; she's almost walking, almost talking, almost feeding herself and getting frustrated every time she wants to do something that she can only almost do. It reminded me a lot of life with a tween. Both Clara and Alina want to do things that people just a little bit older than them can do easily (in Clara's case it is walk and feed herself, in Alina's it is to be in charge of her social life and be alone with boys). In both cases, when things don't work the way they want them to, the girls get frustrated (in Clara's case she cries, in Alina's she slams her bedroom door and turns the music up really loud). It was helpful to me to see the parallels between these two life stages and it made me hopeful for both of them. I've yet to meet a toddler who didn't eventually learn to walk or feed herself...

4 comments:

our family said...

She wasn't (related to me). Bill & I tried very hard to convince Mary that she was adopted. Did you believe us, Mary?

Barbara/Your mother....

Eric Holst said...

Sounds like an older sibling ploy! I heard the same from my family. Suzanne you are a wonderful aunt and I am sure that you are a great mother to your two "little ones" as well. I am sure they would despise that classification as much as middle school students hate being called "kids." Love the photos and your comparison between our tween stages of life.

Elizabeth Linder said...

First of all, let me say that "Auntie Suz" will probably ALWAYS be way cooler than me (aka "Mommy")
Thanks for the visit! We had a blast.
Sometimes I think part of the trick of the human experience is wanting to do things that are out of our reach! Perhaps the apple doesn't fall far! Dangit!!!
Elizabeth

Mary Blizzard said...

(you know, the cool one!)

I DID believe Bill & Barb - sort of. They used to tell me I didn't look like either Mom or Dad but that I DID look like the mailman! (Now what does that say about Mother, really! HA! such evil older siblings!)

The pictures are great, Suzanne, as was your comparison between the two ages.
It's nice to be back on line and participating in the blog. I hope to post soon!