Over the years, I've learned that my nieces and nephews each have a little bit of me in them in one way or another. For example, I found out this summer that one of my nieces, who I don't get to see that often, likes her water room temperature rather than cold, just like me. Another niece is a writer just like me. Then there is the niece who loves to sing just like me and the nephew who loves to read just like me. I have one nephew who is so much like me in so many ways that my sister claims if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she'd swear he was mine! To be honest, I would too! Then there's the youngest nephew who didn't seem to be like me in any way or so I thought...
He's in the process of being potty trained and while he has part of it down pat, he's been very resistant in another area. Finally, my sister and brother-in-love decided they'd had enough. This time when the diapers ran out they didn't buy any more. A fact that was lost on him because he knew that there were diapers at grandma's house... last week, those ran out too and it looked like the little guy's plans were crumbling down around his ears. He ran to my mom and announced to her that they were out of diapers. She said, "I know, there aren't anymore so now you're going to have to use the..." Before she could finish her sentence he pipes in with an emotional, "Oh no! Then we must go to the pharmacy to get some more!" (What 2-year-old knows, let alone uses, the word pharmacy???) Mom said all she could do was laugh because he was so visibly shaken by his discovery.
Then my sister told me about the previous weekend when the poor dear spent 3/4 of the weekend on to the pot stubbornly refusing to go. She said he would periodically yell things to her and his dad like. "Can one of you help me, pleeeeeeease!" and "I don't understand! Why are you doing this to me?!" Then finally when he had a moment alone with her, he said to his mother, "You know Mommy, what you're doing is making me very sad!" My sister, not missing a beat, replied, "And changing diapers makes me very sad too!" And he just sighed in disgust. I was laughing when all of a sudden it struck me - oh my goodness! He's dramatic - JUST LIKE ME!!!" Yikes!!! I could tell by the look on my sister's face that she was thinking the same thing.
At this point, my prayer is that he will use his dramatic powers for good and not for evil. Who knows, maybe I'll get to live out my childhood dreams of being an award winning actress through him. You've heard of stage Mothers? Well, I may just start a new trend... stage Aunties!! What do you think?