Since I strive to win the "Aunt of the Year" award, I pulled out all the stops. Art projects. Board Games [you play a mean Hullabaloo, Gabe!]. Baking. Snacks. Treats. Cartoons. A delicious pot roast dinner.I think you get my point. One would think I would have this award in the bag.
One. Would. Think.
That is, until, Uncle Sam walked in the door. How easily the children forgot the Rolos I offered them spontaneously. You know, a "just because" treat. Or, the two cartoons I let them watch back-to-back. Or, allowing them to take every single stuffed animal out of hibernation and tuck them in Max's crib. Every. Single. Last. One. And, oh by the way, I found all three children in the crib [at the same time] with these said animals.
Again, one would think I have this award in the bag.
So, why is it so that children just love their daddies and uncles?
I give you
Exhibit A: The Ball Pit War
and
Exhibit B: Ride the Bull
You will know exactly why Uncle Sam won the coveted award today.
Sam,
you are one incredible husband, amazing father and fun-loving uncle.
You deserve the title.
Congrats.


















