The first night I got home I went to my sister's house, Monica, to see her and Brendan my 5.5 year old nephew. I told Brendan that if I wasn't doing anything the next day then I would pick him up from school [his daycare] early. He energetically said while jumping, "Don't do anything tomorrow!!!!" He obviously wanted me to pick him up and hang out. We went to the park and played on the playset and played frisbee then went back to Grammie and Grampies house. This is him getting our shoes from the park. I am absolutely in love with this child and would kidnap him in a heartbeat if I could.
Here he is after a big night on the town. Monica, Brendan, and I went out to dinner and went to a work going away party for one of her friends. We got home from dinner at like 10 and Brendan just crashed. When he was getting ready for bed he came running over to us and was like, "I just hear an ooh oooh ahh ahh sound," and we were like, "Like a monkey?" haha. He was just tired we think and that's what caused the monkey sounds.
Here is Mikey my 2.5 year old nephew [yes he does weigh more than Brendan...he's a big boy]. He love his choos [trains]. It was really fun getting to hear him start talking. He will repeat everything that people say and when he plays with his trains he would say, "Oh no, cash, cash, hoowie pwease, cash!!!" in a really high pitched voice. He for some reason thought I was his uncle and insisted on calling me Uncle Shell, which none of us understood because he doesn't have any Uncles close to him where he would have learned to call them Uncle.
My sister Deanne and my mom always say oh he just said such and such, and I swear they just make things up that he says sometimes because he speaks gibberish occasionally, so one night at the dinner table he was mumbling and I was like, "Oh what's that Mikey? You want a horse?" It was really funny. Because I am funny.
Here he is after a big night on the town. Monica, Brendan, and I went out to dinner and went to a work going away party for one of her friends. We got home from dinner at like 10 and Brendan just crashed. When he was getting ready for bed he came running over to us and was like, "I just hear an ooh oooh ahh ahh sound," and we were like, "Like a monkey?" haha. He was just tired we think and that's what caused the monkey sounds.
Here is Mikey my 2.5 year old nephew [yes he does weigh more than Brendan...he's a big boy]. He love his choos [trains]. It was really fun getting to hear him start talking. He will repeat everything that people say and when he plays with his trains he would say, "Oh no, cash, cash, hoowie pwease, cash!!!" in a really high pitched voice. He for some reason thought I was his uncle and insisted on calling me Uncle Shell, which none of us understood because he doesn't have any Uncles close to him where he would have learned to call them Uncle.
My sister Deanne and my mom always say oh he just said such and such, and I swear they just make things up that he says sometimes because he speaks gibberish occasionally, so one night at the dinner table he was mumbling and I was like, "Oh what's that Mikey? You want a horse?" It was really funny. Because I am funny.
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