Pals

Every time Uncle Jeff leaves I feel like bawling. Why? Well, apart from losing a full-time babysitter, D loses his most favorite playmate, and actually, probably, his most favorite person in the world. D loves his Uncle Jeff. Has ever since he was a baby. He simply cannot get enough of him and wants to spend ever moment by his side. Whatever they are doing, D is always snuggled right up next to him playing and giving him hugs. It really doesn't matter much what they are doing, as long as they are together. I tell brother that when he gets older he is going to have to arm wrestle D for a chance to play with Uncle Jeff. I can already see the same love forming between brother and Uncle Jeff even though he's just a baby. Who knows...maybe there's enough of Uncle Jeff to go around!? We miss your guts already!





I don't have to worry about getting too sappy here, since Uncle Jeff hardly ever reads the blog... ;)