I also don't think it's any secret that I LOVE my nieces and nephews.
I think it's pretty apparent that I don't live anywhere close to my nieces and nephews.
This leads to interesting personal conflicts.
How to not transfer my personal body issues to confident, not-camera shy people?
How to leave a record of your presence so they know who you are,
when months and months and months pass between visits?
I think the latter is the biggest drawbacks to being a long distance auntie. Kids change so quickly when they are younger, and I know that memories can be tricky. Heaven knows that my memories before the age of eight are pretty disjointed. Thank goodness for photos.
(GRRRR Photos)
I'm learning that it's important to make an exception to whole being in photos thing when it comes to the nieces and nephews. I try really hard to get over myself, not make faces, and let them be in the photos with me, or let them take the photos. It's important for them; it's important to leave some evidence behind.
Thanks to my siblings, there are photos of me with the kids when they were younger. The ones here are from Kelli -- who did a relatively good job of culling out the super horrid ones.
As much time as I've spent with Drew recently, this is a fairly newish development. Due to work and life committments, I didn't get to "meet" Drew, until he was about a year old. Here's a quick sampling of our first encounter, and then later in the visit when he was much more comfortable with me. (Poor kid looks scared in that first picture, doesn't he?)
The young mountain goat and I spend a lot of time hiking now. First we warmed up on stairs, then took to the hills. It's all fun and games until Kelli took out the camera.
Even Drew has been able to participate in 40 Diamonds for 40. I need to write him a postcard thank you note ASAP!
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