It took place over text messages between me and my 8 year-old nephew Jack, who had swiped his mother(my sister, Jennifer)'s cell phone out of her purse while they were watching my niece's basketball practice....
Hello this is captain Jack I am at Haleys basketball practice
Um, Jen? You can just let him call me, you know.
Wait, this really IS my Jack? Hi Buddy! How are you? Did you buy a phone?
No Im a kid! Yes it is me guess who I get to be in our program?
Your program for school? I'm excited - who do you get to be?
*yes, I counted out the exclamation points.
Abraham Lincoln?!! Are you going to grow a big beard?
NO! Uncle. Mrs. Polsel has a costume for me but it is a bit stinky
You're stinky! Ok, that's good - you're too young for a beard. And they're itchy.
*(yes, my nephew is that cool)
Haha, yes I am. When is your program?
Mommy says Novumber 10 and that she needs her phone back
Well you tell her I'm not done talking to you yet!
I told her and she made a face
Yeah, I know that face. Well, I won't be home in time to go to your program, but make sure Mommy and Daddy take a lot of pictures for me?
Ok.Iwill make sure they do it.Now I have to go take a bath. By.
Bye Buddy, Love You!
Being an uncle has completely changed the concept of 'pride' for me. I used to care about people finding it in me. Instead, I am filled to the brim with it, every moment I spend with my Little Man.
Especially when I saw his Halloween costume.
He will be admired throughout his life, of that I have no doubt.