Anny Missie

So I know I promised all sorts of clever and funny posts about my silly little life, but something happened today. Something that I've been waiting for.

I was hanging out with some of my family and various people related to members of my family at a campground this morning, and from the other side of the truck, I hear "Missie..." being called out in a sweet little girl voice.

I look at my brother's mother-in-law and say "I think that's my name."

I haul myself off the bench and walk around the corner to see Mini B running toward me, hands outstretched and her dear, sweet face beaming. She was calling, "Anny Missie." Meaning, "Aunty Misstea."

I scooped her up into my arms and burst into tears.