“Will you come to my birthday party on March 22?”
“Sure I’d love to come.”
“Good, because you make the best birthday cake!”
“Wait – you want me to make you a cake and bring it to your party??”
So we talk for a few more minutes. She tells me the names of everyone who’s coming. 12 people. But apparently her little sister got 20 people at her birthday (editor’s note: I was at Amanda’s b-day…there weren’t 20 people there).
Then I get a call from my sister Rachel (Emily’s other aunt) a couple of minutes later. Rachel tells me that Emily forgot to tell me the theme of her party and Emily wanted Rachel to call me and let her know. Rachel, being the awesome auntie she is, listened to Emily’s
“I forgot to tell you that the theme of my birthday party is dolls.”
“Yeah, Auntie Rachel just called me and was telling me that.”
“I forgot to tell you, so I asked Rachel to tell you. But then my mom and dad said it wasn’t Rachel’s responsibility to tell you and that I had to call you.”
so cute! what a great age!
ReplyDeleteFunny! We have conversations like that around here, and I always wonder what version of stories the Aunts and Uncles receive, as they are fragmented just so.
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