I Was Just Being Auntie

This was a big weekend for my nieces, Lexi and Courtni.  Lexi, the oldest, was going to her prom.  She and about 17 of her friends pooled their money together and rented limos.  The point of embarkation -- my brother's house.  So that meant lots of household chores. 

Courtni, the youngest, plays AAU basketball (I hope I'm saying this right.  I know nothing about b-ball).  I told my brother and sister-in-law (Mike & Terri) that I'd take Courtni to her games while they got the house ready for Lexi, and her friends, and their families.

I'm at Courtni's game watching her fly through the air like Michael Jordan.  Of course you know I acted a fool.  In the middle of the game, Courtni calls a time out.  She needed her inhaler.  So she ran to her bag, pulled it out and then took a couple of puffs.  I ran over to the bench in the middle of court action and asked, "You okay, baby?"

Courtni's response -- a death glare.  "Auntie, you can't run on the court!  Get off!"

I was stunned.  How was I supposed to know that I couldn't run on the court to check on Auntie's baby.  I'm just being Auntie for crying out loud!

Throughout the game, the poor child took a beating.  She fell, was stepped on, and re-injured her ankle.  I'm being held back by the other parents who say, "It's okay.  She's not dead."

Have they lost their minds? That's my little Court-Court -- all 5'7" of her.  I wanted to take her in my arms and rock her.  Why couldn't she do the ballet thing?

Is this why she doesn't tell me when her games are?

Okay game is over!  We head back to Mike's, and Jaqi (the fashionista -- I Can Do All Things Through Christ) -- yeah that Jaqi -- is doing Lexi's make up. 

I gasp!  She was just a baby yesterday.  How can she be getting ready for a prom? I ask myself.  I start tearing up.  She gives me the death glare, and says, "Auntie, get out!  Don't start crying!"

I pull myself together and we help her get ready.  I hold back the tears and wonder why isn't her parents ready to tear up.  Then I figured it out, they were too busy making sure Lexi's evening went perfect. 

The whole weekend was beautiful and it was the best weekend an Auntie can have.

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[Charlie]

I can't believe it either. My last clear memory of Alexis is handing Jarrett Coleman to her after watch night service, and he was a little baby then. She must have been in early middle school at most. Congratulations to both of your nieces.