My son has always been in love with my Aunt - who he calls MawMaw and refers to as his Grandmother. This began when he was a baby, advanced into toddlerhood, and exists still at his advanced age of 14. :)
At times, when he was little, I felt that he loved her more than me. But, really, he loves her differently than me. They have a relationship entirely different than the one I have with him. She is his Grandmother - so she can smother him with kisses, indulge him, and always has the time when she sees him to give him undivided attention. While I, the Mom, smothered him with kisses, I could not indulge his every whim nor always give him undivided attention. Also, he saw (sees) me every day, and due to distance and scheduling,only about once a month. And those visits are time she has set aside to be with only him.
From basically birth to 12 years old, my son spent weeks at a time with my Aunt during the summer. When he was little I was worried that he would "forget" me. But, you know what, he was always delighted to see me when I came to pick him up and ran willingly to my arms for a hug telling me "I missed you Mommy".
They love us M. Y. The never forget us.
But our children have the capacity to unabashedly love others also. I love to see my son with my Aunt and the love that shines out of both their eyes when they are together. Still even now when he is 14 and going through teen angst. Their bond is strong, but it has also deepened the bond that I have with my Aunt...we share the love of the same child. What can be more special than that?
God Bless