Monday, March 23, 2009

A Lot Like Me

My 2 year old niece, Savannah came to the Koons Zoo for a visit last week WITHOUT her mom and dad. Everyone says that she’s a lot like me in her personality. Whereas my daughter, Dakota, is very much like her Aunt Heidi, Savannah’s mom, my middle sista. And people say God doesn’t have a sense of humor! I beg to differ.
It was an interesting weekend and I realized that yes, she is in fact a lot like me. I also learned that I’m totally over the baby fever. She absolutely wore me out AND my diaper immunity has worn off in the 3 years since I’ve had to change one of my own kids’ so it nearly does me in, especially when I accidentally overdosed her on laxative. Oops!
I loved having her here but I also love the fact that I get to have her, spoil her rotten, and then send her and her stinky diapers home. Aunthood ROCKS!
Here’s evidence that I am definitely her aunt.

*She is very very independent and likes to do things her way. I don’t have to tell you how this is like me, if you know me at all, you know this about me. I have a sign that hangs by our front door that says “I’m not hard to please I just like things MY WAY!” So true, so true. But I should clarify I’m not so independent when it comes to stuff I don’t LIKE to do such as get gas, change the oil, air up tires, take out the trash, you get the drift. It's called selective independence and something tells me she'll be a master at it too.

*There’s no time for naps when you’re hangin’ with me. The first day she went without an afternoon nap she survived just fine. But it was an entirely different story on Day 2 when naptime was skipped. Think Spawn of Satan. (I’m kidding Heidi and Terry…well kind of) Oh wow look out world! I have no room to talk though as I am much the same when it comes to my beauty rest. I’m a 7-8 hours per night kind of girl. One night of less than that I can cope. Two nights of less than that, I grow horns and start talking in a demon voice. Just ask GI Joe and the kids they’ll be happy to demonstrate for you.

*She loves to shop as long as it’s for her. We were at the mall and as long as we were picking out things for her she was diggin’ it. However, when we moved on to things that were not of interest to her she was ready to bail. Think me at Bass Pro or Cabelas. Once we’ve found the pink lures I’m out and if you keep me there any longer, I tend to grow slightly impatient and could possibly suck the enjoyment right out of the experience for everyone around me. :)

*She’s just a TAD strong willed. Now because I’m the cool aunt who tried to make sure her time with me was nothing but butterflies and rainbows, we didn’t have any battle of the wills. However, I have seen Miss Savannah in action with her parents and all I can say is “ha! ha!” Apparently, this lil’ trait may have been inherited from me as well. My dad loves to tell the story about how I was told to pick up my toys before supper when I was a toddler and I didn’t want to do it even though food was at stake. And I didn’t, until I was good and ready, some 3 hours later. It’s how I roll. Sometimes it serves me well and other times it just gets me in trouble. Good luck with that sis!

*She is such a ham for the camera. Every time I’d turn around she’d be cheesin’ for me. One night at bedtime she was going around giving everyone hugs and telling them goodnight and when she got to GI Joe she gave him a hug and immediately turned and posed for the camera. I didn’t even have the camera out! But don’t worry I ran and got it.

*She’s so stinkin’ cute. Oh wait, that doesn’t have anything to do with me!

Although she does share a lot of my personality traits I don’t think we have to worry about there being another Prairie Princess in the world. Since her traumatic experience at Thanksgiving here with Lambchop, she would not go NEAR the barnyard and was only interested in petting the bunnies. If anything else got within 5 feet of her she was sternly yelling, “No, no, no, no, bad duck, bad turkey, bad you fill in the blank”.
I definitely think this one is destined for the city. Unless of course she someday meets a dashing country boy who whisks her off to the prairie to live amongst emus, sheep, pigs, horses, bunnies, etc. Then I s’pose she’ll adjust and I’ll be there shaking my head saying “tsk tsk sucker”, readily offering my wealth of knowledge and a pair of raspberry Carhartts. That’s just the kind of aunt I am.
(Savannah with the only zoo animals she feels safe with, Blade and the bunny.)

1 comment:

  1. I know my little girl is cute! I also agree that God does have a sense of humor because why else would he give us kids who's personalities are similar to those of the one person who drove us the most CRAZY growing up. It just doesn't seem right. However, both of our girls have traits of their mother's in them as well. My darling is shy which is something she DEFINITELY does not get from you. Yours is pretty independent as well - and the animal thing not from me, obviously! I am so glad you had such a good time. Savannah did too and I am sure she is already looking forward to going back to the Koons' Zoo.

    The Middle Sista