Auntie was born in Spain. I was 8 years old at the time. I adored my baby sister - I still do. We had this red playpen that was on wheels. Europe has the best baby things, you know!! Anyway, it looked like something out of a circus. It was bright and fun and it rolled really well on our marble floors.
We had this long hallway... Ok it was really long. I used to close all the doors. I would make sure Auntie was ready and tell her to be quiet. She would put her finger to her lips and say, "shhhh". Then I would start running. The playpen would zoom down that hallway and when I let go, it would spin ever so slowly as it made its way down that hallway. Auntie would giggle and laugh! She loved it!
My mother, on the other hand, didn't love it.
"What are you doing? Are you rolling your sister down that hallway again?"
"Ummmm.... Nothing.... Ummm... No??"
Auntie just loved it! I can still see the smile on her face and hear her laughing as she spun around and around... I wonder if that's why she loves rollercoasters so much now??
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