My brother-in-law was married once before he met my sister. From that marriage he has a daughter and a son – both of whom are older than me, but yet (and this is the cute part) they call me Aunt. I always thought it was funny when I was little.
I mean my sister and brother-in-law got married when I was seven, and suddenly I had these two older kids calling me Aunt. We would joke around about how they had to listen to what I said, because I was their Aunt…
To this day, they still call me Aunt. I still think it is funny. I’m twenty-three. My “step” niece / niece-in-law (I’m not sure how you say it) is twenty-six, and my “step” nephew / nephew-in-law is twenty-five. It is all just weird.
Well today it got weirder. My nephew (we’ll just leave it at that) and his wife had a baby girl this morning. I’m now truly a Great Aunt.