If you haven’t noticed, this is Part 1 of a series of articles which add no intellectual benefits to you, the reader. It is simply me chronicling some of the funniest moments I have experienced with my sister’s kids, also known as “Lefty” and “Fingers.” They are, without a doubt, hilarious and devious.
While I am sure many aunts and uncles agree their nieces and nephews are the cutest on the planet, I claim to have some of the funniest. First and foremost, I haven’t known my niece and nephew that long. While Jackie, my oldest sister, was out making babies with her hubby James, I was galavanting around SE Asia doing my own thing. By the time I met Chloe and Emmett for the first time (not including her eldest Jada, who I met when she was a toddler many years earlier), they were two and three years old. Chloe was the eldest and Emmett was the youngest of the brood.
Before ever meeting them in person, they had already garnered themselves nicknames…Emmett was aptly named Lefty – due to his ability to make a distraction, and Chloe was dubbed Fingers – the kleptomaniac of the dynamic duo.
I should’ve seen it coming…..
As the years have gone on, I have yet to decide whether the way these two work together is pure genius, or synchronistic pandemonium – unplanned, yet perfectly unfolded in chaotic unity with the entire cosmos. But I digress! Let’s muse over my first meeting with them… a meeting which would set the groundwork of my relationship with these two.
My First Experience of “Lefty” and “Fingers”
I went to stay with my sister in Seattle back in December of 2015 – a holiday for my daughter and I (she had been raised in SE Asia so this was her first experience of the United States) when I met two of the cutest wide-eyed children I’ve ever met. Not two days after arriving in Seattle from our 25-hour travel from Kuala Lumpur, I found myself in the living room, chatting with Emmett on what makes him happy and sad, and whether or not I liked him (of course I did – he was the one who needed convincing). Suddenly, mid-conversation, I backed up and accidentally stepped on Chloe. I turned around, looked down and saw two of the biggest bluest eyes sweetly staring up to me in the most captivating way.
She looked like an angel…
We locked eyes for a few moments when their mother walked into the living room….
“Jackie!” I gasped, not breaking my gaze from the most innocent-looking creature I have ever seen in my life.
“Look at Chloe! She is so beautiful!”
Without looking or stopping what she was doing, Jackie casually said,
“She probably stole something from you.”
“What?!” I asked aghast, finally breaking my gaze.
“Yep, she makes that sweet little look when she’s done something wrong and doesn’t want to get caught.” She said, walking out of the living room, unbothered by how her child was obviously manipulating me.
Sure enough, to my surprise, Chloe had taken my phone without me realizing it. The kids realized their aunty had tons of fun games on it which had piqued their interest. Trying to garner acceptance into their lives, I had let them play on it several times since my arrival. What was I thinking?
That little brat was using her gift of innocent charm to steal from me while Emmett distracted me with a conversation he probably wasn’t even interested in having!! No doubt, they would have returned to their room, took turns playing games on my phone unbeknownst to me…who would have sworn it was in the living room and would be questioning my sanity.
“Bamboozled again!” I thought to myself.
I had finally experienced it for myself…Emmett, the great distractor, and Chloe the thief. My life would never be the same again.
To be continued…