I am now officially an aunt. I mean I've been an aunt, but not to a blood relative, just to my husband's half-brother's kids. It's not the same as being an aunt to your own sister's kid. It's like if something would happen to my sister and her husband (you know in a Charles Dickens kind of way) I would have to take the little orphan in to live with me. That is so cool.
I can now say, "My neice." Which I've never been able to say before. She can come spend her summers here when she's older to get out of the city and spend some time at her Auntie Em's country house. That's kind of catchy don't ya think? Auntie Em.
If only they had named her Dorothy.