I'm smiling tonight as I pack up a birthday gift of fabric crayons and projects for my niece. She turns twelve on Friday. I remember the thrill of receiving the call while working at the library circulation desk when Natalie was born. On my way home from the library I had a splendid time shopping the girly baby department at Old Navy for funny flowered sunbonnets with matching socks.
It's good to have a relation I can relate to. To a mother of boys, a niece is a gift. She is an opportunity to stroll the pink aisle at the store. She is a dancer, artist, and seamstress--plus she knows how to write a thank you note.
© 2009 Nancy L. Ruder