Aunt Jenny is here! Jessica's older sister, that is. She is also Hilda's godmother-to-be (as soon as the baby's born and we can find a church that will have us -- The Church of the Internet, maybe?) and world's-greatest-aunt-in-waiting.
She's sitting on our red sofa in the living room, together with Jessica, admiring all the baby clothes we have bought. The clothes are in a big pile between the Sisters and Jessica pulls up one garment for Jenny to see and touch and feel and pretend there is a baby ín it.
I sit in the kitchen and listen to the Sisters chat, talk, interact, swap stories, swap words even. One Sister finishes the sentence for the other and I can hear Jessica laugh every now and then. I am pretty sure Jessica will pull up her T-shirt, any second now, so that Jenny can see and touch her belly as well. After all, Jenny is 3 months from graduating from the med school.
"Open up, Hilda, so that Auntie Jenny can see your throat".
Now, if the church won't have her as a godmother, the church is just dumb and wrong. We'll have her.
