I haven't really spoken much on my blog about other members of my family, other than Mr F and Little One and I have mentioned a few times how my parents live in France, but on the whole, it's just the three of us who pop up on my blog. While my extended family is quite small, in that I don't have any cousins and my grandparents have all passed away, I grew up in a large and very happy immediate family. I am the second of four children so life was quite manic and quite noisy when I was younger, but it was so amazing growing up with the best friends I could ever wish for; my older brother and two younger sisters.
While I am the second child, I am also the big sister and I have always loved looking after my two younger sisters. We share so many memories, from childhood through to being adults, and now they are making memories as being aunties to Little One. Both my youngest sister and I are the only two who still live in the city where we have lived as a family since I was 17 and we see each other very regularly. She will babysit Little One so that Mr F and I can go out for a meal and she will pop round after work to come and play with him for the evening. They are the two youngest members of the family and are very much two peas in a pod. My sister even looked similar to Little One when she was a baby.
This week we celebrated her 23rd birthday. I'm not sure how many 23 year olds would voluntarily spend their birthday at a soft play centre so their nephew could have a play but that is what she chose to do. She is totally selfless and wanted to do something which suited him. It really touched me and I gleamed with pride as I saw her chasing him about and lifting him lovingly around the play frame. We then visited the Bronte village of Haworth where she walked Little One along on his reins to a cute little tea shop where we shared some scones and milkshakes.
This week, she did another totally selfless act of giving up her Saturday morning to come and help me with a card event for my business. I feel I am extremely lucky to have such lovely sisters and I am so incredibly proud of them. Every day I am reminded of how lucky Little One is to have such wonderful aunties (I don't have any aunties at all) and he has four in total- my two sisters, Mr F's sister and now also my brother's wife. And while we shared many ordinary moments growing up but might not see one another so much now, when we do get together, we enjoy lots of ordinary moments again and it's as if we have never been apart- we giggle, we share clothes, we do each other's hair and generally revert back to our childlike ways.
We have done a lot of art work and painting in our house this week, and of of our triumphs was Little One's lovely birthday card for my sister- a lovely flower made out of his handprints. As he tottled over to give her his card and little bag of presents he'd chosen for her (some bath bombs and soaps from Lush!), he had a beaming smile and he went and gave her a big kiss and cuddle. It's something he does quite a lot but recently he's become especially attached to her and is even trying to say her name. it's so incredibly sweet and I hope that one day, Little One will be lucky enough to as strong a bond with a sibling as I do with mine.
Opening presents together this week.
My wonderful siblings and Little One aged 4 months, November 2013.
A very sisterly selfie. We revert back to being big kids when we all get together. I think Little One thought we were bonkers.
"Side by side or miles apart, we are sisters connected by the <3"