Friday, November 23, 2007

Conversation with my Niece

Tana (to me): Know what my daddy calls you?

Me: No, what does he call me?

Tana: Aunt Banana!

Oh, yeah. I guess I did know that. Brothers! Gotta love 'em. Well, I certainly like them better now that we're all grown up.

It was nice to have Mark and Tana here for Thanksgiving. Mark had to work today, but Tana didn't want to go home. She told her daddy he could come back and pick her up on Sunday. He left her here. He's just going to work today and then come back today, so he can spend some more time with us, too.

4 comments:

  1. Haha, so you are also a Banana!

    I got the nickname when I was in my teens, as it rhymed with Diana - well almost..

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  2. Yep - my brothers always called me Anna Banana, all my life. And I guess at least one of them still does!

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  3. That great that you are spending time with them. I called home to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving, but it was time for them to eat, so no one wanted to talk LOL Gee, I can really tell how much I'm missed haha

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  4. We have a 'Hannah Banana'... :)

    I figured that she's going to hear it all her life anyway, so she may as well get used to it from the start!

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