"He spilled something." I tell you without any emotions. "I know, But he's a child." You answer calmly, wiping away the babyfood and laughing:" Say ahhhhhh" I can't help but smile at your cute interaction. You really were a loving, open minded aunt. "You... do that pretty well." I say, hiding my smile as I see your three year old nephew Tristan make an 'o' with his mouth before taking the spoon full of babyfood into his mouth. "Well done!" I cheer him up, making him laugh.