My oldest niece spent the night with me last night. In the past I have referred to her as “the Whirlwind” because of her boundless energy. (ADHD doesn’t hurt, either.) She was really looking forward to staying the night with me, her favorite aunt, if I do say so myself (it helps to not have three little ones age 5 or under to distract from lavishing her with attention, as the other aunt does).
We went to the mall and walked around for hours, as only an 11-year-old on the cusp of turning 12 can do. While there, she jumped on the bungee jumping thing and did countless backflips and attracted quite a crowd admiring her skill. (Sorry for the quality of the photo; it was the only one that didn’t show her face, but you get the idea).
We watched movies last night and she stayed up way past her bedtime.
I asked her today what her favorite part was and she said, “Just spending time with you and being with you.”
I can’t beat that.