Aunt Stine

I love being an aunt.

This is a pretty new thing for me, but when I married Paul I inherited ten nieces and nephews. In the past 16 months... 4 more. So awesome.

I got to watch Mykita yesterday. Nothing like having a little baby snuggle up and fall asleep in your arms.

Last weekend we went trick-or-treating with the twins, Ian and Isaac and their little brother Luke. It made me feel pretty cool when they wanted to hold my hands the whole time.

(Paul was a Mongolian, I was a pig- but wish I would've been the Swine Flu. Meghan was a witch and Justin a cowboy.)

This week I will get to see nine of them when we see our newest niece, Jovi, be blessed.

This handsome nephew, Reuben, just turned ONE. He's been battling cancer and is a trooper. The happiest baby, really. We wish we could fly out to Pennsylvania all the time to see him and his family- but at least we did get to go once this past summer.

So thanks Paul's siblings for having kids that we love a lot.

I love being "Aunt Stine" :)

(Ellee couldn't say Christine, so she just took the last half of my name.. and sometimes called me Paul-stine.) It's pretty much caught on with the rest of the family too.