Today is my niece M's third birthday.
It trips me out how much she looks like my sister.
Here is picture of us circa Christmas 1980. My sister is the on the right. Isn't she cute? Just like her daughter. They even have the same haircut.
I, on the other hand, am quite possibly the goofiest looking kid ever to take a family photo in front of a fake fireplace (and I know there are a lot of fake fireplace photos from the 80s out there). Had there been a better picture to demonstrate how much my niece looks like her mom I would never have used this one.
M is really such a sweet little girl. I adore her. She likes me well enough but she loves her Uncle Leif. When we visit I always get a quick hug but I know she is already looking over my shoulder to see if Leif came with me.
Yep, she loves Leif. I'm assuming my other niece L, who is nine months old right now, will also grow up to prefer my husband over me. But, in the end I will win them back (Yes, Leif, it is a competition) because I will paint their nails and buy them clothes when they are old enough to appreciate those sorts of things.
I am not above buying their affection.
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