I had the best weekend I have had in a long time. I stopped by my brother's to help move a couch, my sister-in-law and my niece, who is a year and a half old, were there. My niece was sitting on the living room floor playing with her toys. She was pointing at stuff, she loves to do that a lot, and kept saying, "Mama" and "Daddy."
My brother and I picked up the couch and brought it inside. Just as we were about to set it down I heard a little voice, "unca, unca, unca." I turned my head and looked over to my niece, she was smiling and pointing at me. "Unca!"
"Say it again"
"Unca!"
"Hey, this things getting a little heavy."
"Hold on a second. Say it again"
"Unca, unca, unca, unca, hahahahaha, unca!"
Sometimes bliss is found in the tiniest of packages.
My brother and I picked up the couch and brought it inside. Just as we were about to set it down I heard a little voice, "unca, unca, unca." I turned my head and looked over to my niece, she was smiling and pointing at me. "Unca!"
"Say it again"
"Unca!"
"Hey, this things getting a little heavy."
"Hold on a second. Say it again"
"Unca, unca, unca, unca, hahahahaha, unca!"
Sometimes bliss is found in the tiniest of packages.