I’ve always joked that my aunt is slightly “wheels off.” And I mean that in the most loving way possible.
Tales of her adventures have brightened many a gloomy day, and I’m often laughing at her lack of common sense. And that says a lot coming from this goof.
My family has even endearingly coined the phrase “Cecilia moment” in honor of her notorious way of creating uncomfortable situations by not thinking before speaking or just not thinking at all.
We just write it off as an aftershock of having six kids in 10 years, including two sets of twins. That’s right. Two sets. Twins. With another two kids in between.
So when she informed our family that she was taking in another kid, eyebrows were raised. I think I even gasped a bit and then giggled nervously. The only words I picked up were “another” and “kid,” so I instantly thought ahead to a nine-month journey.
Rest assured, that’s not the case.
After a friend of her older boys found himself in an unfortunate living situation, or really no living situation, my aunt and her husband opened their hearts and already-at-capacity home to another child.
Out of respect for the sweet young man, I won’t go into the details of his story but instead focus on my aunt’s heart of gold.
Despite a child-induced craze, every fiber of her loopiness is intertwined in the lives of her “yard apes,” as she calls them.
From running a shuttle service for half-a-dozen kids with eight different school start and end times (due to various activities) to studying until her brain is fried in an effort to earn a college diploma to provide the best life possible for them, she really is Super Mom.
And she’s the biggest fan of each kid and his or her individual talents – a hardworking honors student and employee, a comedic videographer in the making, a studious clarinetist, an all-sport athlete, a goofy soccer/baseball star and a cheer/softball diva. She rarely misses a function.
If the lack of a lavish lifestyle causes her to doubt her success, all she has to do is look in the rearview mirror before beginning her daily school drop-off routine, and there are six beaming faces reflecting her accomplishment.
And by the curfews and expectations to attend college imposed on the newest member (in addition to inclusion in this summer’s vacation plans and other family functions), it looks like that number will increase to seven.
Happy Mother’s Day to the wackiest mom I know.
You certainly give my sweet lady a run for her money.