Hi, gorgeous people,
Guess what, being an aunt is not that I always wanted, so when I first became an aunt at the age of 5, yes, it happened to me, I was shocked, but my nephew treats me like his sibling, due to our age-gap. So the next time, I became aunt, I was older and mature enough to expect it coming. My niece is the first and the last person I have aunt-ly feelings with. Whatever that means! Although, we look more like sisters and less like Aunt-Niece, she treats me like her mother, but she calls me by my name!
She: Sri, I want earrings!
Me: Oh! We will buy.
She: My best friend’s Mausi (aunt) gets her nice earrings, teddys, slippers, etc. She says she has the best mausi. I told her my mausi is more beautiful and intelligent too. Also, I told her you are a fashion blogger, and that you have a nice sense of fashion.Me: *again whatever being intelligent means* Oh! I will find you the perfect earrings. Don’t worry.