Auntie Hero

Jul. 9th, 2013 10:18 pm
marnanel: (Default)
[personal profile] marnanel
So, did I ever tell you about my Auntie Hero? She was my aunt. And it's true, she was only an aunt, but she always strove to be a great-aunt. She was practicing her auntcraft until she could be the ideal auntie-hero, and already I found her at the centre of every strange story. If there was ever someone who could make you feel like you were helplessly lost in the middle of a children's book from the nineteen-fifties, it was Auntie Hero.

Well, Auntie Hero lived in a ramshackle house with my Uncle Stan. That was what they called him, because that's where he came from: Unclestan is the most avuncular country in the world. Everyone there has a moustache, twirlable and waxed, and when you cross the border they'll queue up to pat you on the head and tell you you've grown-- I must say it confused me the first time. Well, strictly speaking, I didn't visit Unclestan, I just visited their embassy, in Niece.

Anyway, one day it was my eighth birthday, and Auntie Hero appeared as she always did, bearing a mysterious brown paper parcel as she always did. But this time, before I could even tear the wrapping...

XwprLsCdRLuaXtaesbEf

Date: 2013-11-09 09:15 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Thank you Kyla for agreeing to phptgoraoh our boys even though they were past the time you typically take newborns! I was so impressed with your patience and expertise! You are like the baby whisperer! I appreciate you being so accommodating and at the end of a long and patient day, the pictures have turned out wonderfully! THANK YOU!

Profile

marnanel: (Default)
Monument

July 2014

S M T W T F S
   123 4 5
6 789 10 1112
13 141516 17 18 19
20 212223 242526
2728293031  

Most Popular Tags

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 25th, 2014 12:33 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios