dancing with annie

Annie, waiting for her piano lesson.


A few days ago, I spent the afternoon with my six-year-old niece Annie; Sara was in school. I took her to her piano lesson, listening proudly as she played "Puff the Magic Dragon" (both hands!) for her piano teacher.

On the walk home, Annie suddenly stopped talking and looked surprised.

"I think I just swallowed a fly, Auntie Debbie," she said.

"How did it taste?" I asked.

"Not very good," she said after a pause, and then we continued our conversation.



A drawing by Annie: "A wimpy princess."


Annie and Sara both love reading. In addition to reading Secrets Of Droon for her own enjoyment, Annie is reading the dictionary. She is up to "F".

Annie made me a Friendship bracelet out of pipe cleaners, which I proudly wore all day, then she painted my toenails blue. While we waited for my toenails to dry, she asked me if I wanted to listen to some Erasure. I said sure. She turned on the CD player and put in the CD, pressing the fast forward button until we got to her favorite song, "Stop". Then she and I got up and danced in the living room, waving our arms around, jumping up and down. It was way fun. Annie was impressed that I had seen Erasure perform live, and showed me some new dance moves that Sara had taught her.

I love being an aunt.



A drawing by Annie: "A tough girl teenager."


(This entry was written with ViaVoice, a voice recognition program, which sometimes has its own sense of humor. Please forgive any spelling or grammar quirks which Debbie has missed while editing. Thank you. )

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