The Magic That Is, Jaime...

To my children, Auntie Jaime is magical.  And really, why shouldn't she be?  She wanted all of us to go to Florida so that 92 year old Grandma Jane could see her great-grandchildren, and searched high and low for a house that we could all fit in.  It was a great house: 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a pool, a nice kitchen, and running around room for the kids.  She and Ryan spent hours on the computer searching for airfare to get us all down there.  And she did it.  We had a great vacation!

Noah and Juli LOVE Auntie Jaime.  They are always asking, "When are we going to Auntie Jaime's house?"  Well, Juli is usually saying, "Go Jaime's house?"  Auntie Jaime always has the best food, chicken nuggets shaped like Mickey Mouse or dinosaurs, Sun Chips (the same ones we have at home, but they taste better at Jaime's house), and don't even get me started on desserts.  My sister is the ultimate baker.  You add calories just looking at one of her cakes or cookies or any of the deliciousness that she makes.

Yesterday, Jaime had a couple groupons to the waterpark in West Chicago, and she invited us to go with.  Oh my goodness!  It was a child's paradise!  There were waterslides for the big kids.  Waterslides for the little kids.  A 15 minute "adults only swim time" at the end of each hour for the grown ups (if only someone could watch the kids while we swam- sigh).  Our 5 kids lived it up the entire time we were there.  There was no fighting or whining or crying.  It was...awesome!  But that's the magic of Auntie Jaime.  Always awesome.