He wants to go home but we won’t let him.
Lovergies and Vassee are staying a bit longer to wean me from my house full of family.
They while away their time wandering thru rooms looking at the pictures on my walls, rechecking the time or texting their girlfriends.
And most importantly playing with little bugs.
We like single uncles.
They won’t be nearly so much fun when they go get married some day. Then they will want to sit around on the couch with their wives and cuddle. Or when they have kids of their own they will stop lavishing little bugs with frivolous attention.
Boooooring.
Who wants that?
So we’re playing with them while we can.
Pulverizing them with our little bodies.
Playing with their Christmas toys.
Breaking their Christmas toys.
Calling them vile names like, “Ugly face flat head.”
And realizing that the uncles didn’t fly home and are still at our house and therefore didn’t actually leave their candy behind for our consumption.
(Yes Lovergies that is where your mints went.)
Nana, this is for you…
