I guess I will be the strange aunt

As my brother's wedding draws near, a question has popped up in a conversation with my sister in law: who will be the strange aunt to their future child? We discovered we all have strange aunts. Or rather, she let me know that we do. She told me stories about hers, but she also told me stories about mine. A person I don't even remember, that I haven't seen since moving out of our country. Now I catch myself thinking: "this is certainly the behaviour of a strange aunt". Like today, when I was sleeping on the floor with my cats. Well, I don't plan to lose the title to my sister. Now I just gotta catch myself thinking "this is no doubt behaviour of a cool aunt" and then I am all set.