Every Monday my Aunt Rhonda drives through our town on her way to work to stop and visit with my grandma (her mom) who is in the nursing home and to have lunch with my mom. We started joining them when we moved here last year. My sister is in town on Mondays, too, with my one-year old niece. And now Kyndal is out of school on Mondays, so she's around, as well. We always get as much schoolwork done on Monday mornings as possible and then head to my mom's for an extended lunch break and to visit with the women in our family.
Since my mom has been in Florida for the past month, I have had my aunt over for lunch here at our house on Mondays, to keep up the tradition. Kyndal has been babysitting my niece while my sister works, so she brings Ashtyn over and we all have lunch together.
I cherish these times with my Aunt Rhonda. She is that perfect aunt. She never had any children of her own, so we have been her children. She is amazingly loving and sweet and we love her so much. And I am so thankful I get to spend this time with her.