Apparently, when my niece is in the middle of a horrible tantrum, all Sis has to say is, "Okay, do you want to have lunch with Yaya?" (her name for me) and the tantrum clears up, and she's running around the apartment helping get ready. I'm a reward for her. And when she sees me, her little face breaks into this HUGE bright grin and she runs over to me laughing.
I'm going to have to plan a day sometime soon where I can just take a random day off work and have a Me and Sproglet day. Maybe go to the mall, have lunch out, and spoil her rotten.
Also, it's really adorable how when we're out (me, sis, mom, and Sprog), everyone thinks she's my kid. Apparently she looks more like me than her mom, and I get all sorts of compliments on how cute my daughter is, and how beautiful her eyes are. Sis loves it too, she feels like when it's not directed at her it's more honest.