– When you ask The ACN “After spending all day stuck in the house because of the rain, are you sick of Unc?” you better be ready for whatever answer you get.
– When you are feeding The ACN a plate of crackers and cheese, and turn to watch the TV for too long, it is perfectly reasonable for her to hit the plate with her hand and send the food flying everywhere. It is even more reasonable for her to giggle about it. A lot.
– The ACN loves sending Unc back to The Unc Store when he doesn’t do what she wants. Five times one day. Though I’m beginning to suspect that the part she loves the most is that she can make me walk down the steps, out the back door, and then come back in using a fake voice and wearing my baseball cap backwards. (If you ask “Was the old unc bad?”, you always get a “Yeah!!!”)
Last night, I heard a light knocking on my bedroom door at 9 pm. (We never lock our houses around here.) (Don’t rob me.) The Monkey stuck her head in, “Ididn’tknowifyouwereawakeandnannysaidyouwereprobablysleeping
“You can borrow mine,” I answered/interrupted.
So she did.
An hour and a half later, I saw her playing on her own lawn. I went out to my driveway to sweetly request she return it.
“Hey, you little shit! Bring my phone back.”
So she did.
And she had changed the wallpaper to a pic of her. And changed the welcome message thingy to her name.