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Hanging out with Uncle Stefan.
Raleigh is fascinated by Uncle Stefan.
Uncle Stefan is all “Yeah, kid, I know. I’m fabulous!”
Uncle Stefan finds Charlotte interesting.
“MISTER, YOU KEEP YOUR NOSE TO YOURSELF.”
::sniff::sniff::SNIFF::SNIFFITY::SNIFF:: went Chesnee.
::grab::CHOMP:: went Uncle Stefan.
“Mister Uncle Stefan, you are appalling,” said Chesnee. “I am appalled!”
::glare:: went Charlotte.
“I demand an apology! DO YOU HEAR ME?!” said Chesnee.
“Sorry,” said Stefan.
“Well, then,” said Chesnee. “Half-hearted apology accepted!”
“I do not care for the cut of your jib, Sir,” proclaimed Iva. “NOT AT ALL.”
“Hi, Mister Uncle ‘Fan. We can be friends now?” offered Chesnee.
“Sure, kid,” said Uncle Stefan.
And then it all went terribly wrong.
“All this socializing has worn me out, kid. I gotta take a nap. ::smooch::”
(Please note Iva back there, staring at nothing. I think perhaps she’s high off the silvervine.)
“C’mere, kid,” Uncle Stefan said to Raleigh. “Let’s take a nap together. I won’t bite you too hard.”
“No thank you, Uncle Stefan. I’m good,” said Raleigh.
“Kid! Come gimme a hug!” he said to Chesnee.
“No thank you, Uncle Stefan. I’ve seen the way you operate. I AM UNINTERESTED IN YOUR ANTICS.”
Uncle Stefan finally settled down in one of the beds, and Raleigh felt safe enough to give him a good sniffing before scampering off to play.
2015: No entry.
2014: What better way to spend a wet, wintry Sunday?
2013: Carmela is just a little ‘nip fiend.
2012: “I’m thankful for being gorgeous.”
2011: Chuckles. PLEASE. Am I going to have to get you a valium? Calm DOWN.
2010: Reacher has reached overload, apparently.
2009: I told Fred she’s a kitten magnet.
2008: No entry.
2007: Bath time in the condo.
2006: On ur desk slurping ur water (and about to take flight).
2005: I suppose this is one way to spoon.