In August my brother Kaje and his lovely wife Clelia became the proud parents of the World's Most Adorable Baby Ever. My niece Lily is so precious to me, I think even more so because in photos I am already seeing resemblances to my boys - and to me, I'd like to think, even though her Italian genes are also coming through magnificently. Sadly, they live in Australia, so we won't get to meet her in person until she's bigger. But we have regular web chats on Yahoo IM, in which we fire up the webcams and Kaje proudly shows off his daughter for us to coo over, while she either sleeps contentedly in the sling or chuckles merrily.
On our end, the kids love to go and bring the latest Lego creation or art masterpiece for Kaje's approval, or they just jump around like monkeys to watch themselves on the computer. At the risk of sounding like my grandparents.... when I was a girl, we used to have to WRITE LETTERS to our aunts and uncles and wait a couple of MONTHS for a reply. So it is so intriguing to me that my kids are growing up thinking that it's perfectly normal that if we want to see Uncle Kaje in Australia, we just ring him on the computer and chat away for half an hour.
Liam, however, seems to take the technology for granted a bit too much. The other day he was going through a litany of People Liam Loves:
Me-me yuv NANNIE!
Me-me yuv POPPA!
Me-me yuv GANNIE!
Me-me yuv GAMPA!
Me-me yuv OMI!
Me-mu yuv BABY YIYI!
To this, I asked Liam, "where does Baby Lily live?"
Liam's response: "Baby Yiyi yiv... inna PUTER!"
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