And next thing you know we are at an Urgent Care Center, where a doctor who was younger than me administered to Mr. Boy. I suddenly felt ridiculously old when I looked at him and blurted out, "Dude.. how old are you?" Because only older folks say things like that... minus the Dude part.
I love being the aunt to these guys. My favorite moment of the week was sitting in a homemade fort with my kids, my niece & nephews. I taught them all how to make convincing fart noises with their mouths. It's one of my secret talents and now I passed it on to them. Only cool aunts teach you these sort of things.
PS Do you prefer to be called Twenty-Eleven or Two Thousand Eleven?