Wishing I was there....

Uncle Kevin is on his way to the lake for the weekend to spend time with these little boogies.

Our conversation yesterday:

UNCLE KEVIN: "I am kind of glad you aren't going with me this time."

Jeanna: "What? Why?"

UNCLE KEVIN: "because you have become the favorite and i need kevin time with them to become the favorite again."

Later that day:
Uncle Kevin called

UNCLE KEVIN: "Can you start thinking of something I can take the kids, like a conk shell, from the beach"

Jeanna: "sure"

* it is still me doing the leg work*

today

phone rings

Jeanna: "hello"

UNCLE KEVIN: "Gayla just asked Swin who he was sleeping with tonight and he said UNCLE KEVIN!"

Jeanna: "that is bc he thinks i am coming with you"

with the kids, it is a biggie who the "favorite" (adult) is. charlie (what the kids call kevin's dad) and uncle kevin are the leaders at this "favorite" deal.

here is how it goes:

charlie or uncle kevin: "who's your favorite?"

kids: "CHARLIE, UNCLE KEVIN, G (kevin's mom) and JEANNA!!!!!!!!!!"

charlie or uncle kevin: "but who is the real favorite?"

kids: well they say whoever it is that ask the question but they like to say jeanna to make uncle kevin and charlie sad:)

*note: just as i typed the last line, kevin called and had just got to the lake with all the kids. he had me on speaker and said "hey y'all, it's jeanna." and the kids are just screaming. kevin of course says "who is the favorite" and the kids all yell different names. i then say who is the favorite and my trustee little fellow swin, with his deep voice, says right into the phone "jeanna."

tell me that wouldn't just melt your heart.

these boogies are the cutest boogies ever!