Monday, August 20, 2007

Let's take a break

Back in December of 2004, I was a brand new mother of two. Devin had been with us for almost 3 months, and Trevor was 1 day away from turning two. We'd gone to visit Daddy's parents for Christmas and were on our back to the Midwest when I called a hospital room in Arkansas to talk to my mom. Aunt Vikki was there, too, but she was in the middle of birthing her baby number 2, and to the best of my recollection, she had nothing to say to me.

I could be making this up, but I don't think I'm making this up. I was on the phone with mom or Aunt Sindy or someone who was in the room with Aunt Vikki when Jena arrived. I'm pretty sure I asked, "Was that Vikki?" when I heard the ear-splitting screech 7 states away. Of course, it wasn't. It was that tiny little Jena (pronounced Jenna, not Gina.)

It was this tiny little Jena:

More likely, it was this little Jena:

And, this one:

This one. Certainly this one:

This one, too:

No doubt, it was this little Jena, too.


She still screams the same way she did the moment she was born. All by herself, she's proven that when it comes to nature vs. nurture, it's nature all the way. I'm no longer on the fence when it comes to this argument, not at all.

If you see Jena, please give her a hug for me and let her know that I'm on my way to see her next month. Please prepare her because I want to be able to hug her at least 9 times whenever I want to, and I very much want her to hug me back, screech-free.

Love,
Aunt Tricia

2 comments:

MOM said...

I give that girl and her sister hugs and always tell them that I love them where they are here. Jena has now got where she tells me lub you, back to me. It is so sweet. Of course, Logan always tells me too but I think is is just so I will buy her some big donuts when I go to work and she can have them when she wakes up.

Love MOM

Anonymous said...

Those pictures of the girls are so sweet. That one of Logan looks like Vikki. You are bringing out the looks-alike on your pictures.
Mary