And the Cutest Uncle Award Goes To……

Uncle Steve! (George’s brother)

George and I managed to escape the other day for an evening, and Uncle Steve and Auntie Kathy came to babysit (Auntie Kathy is George’s sister. Steve’s wife Angie had a soccer game that night and Kathy’s husband was working late, so she came and helped out Steve).

When we got home, I noticed that the house smelled like cookies. No, Uncle Steve corrected me, not cookies. Muffins. Apparently Trinity had wanted to make something out of her little bitty kid cookbook that my mother bought her ages ago, and the something ended up being muffins (little tiny ones that go in her little tiny muffin tins). Being the wonder-Uncle that he is, Steve ended up helping her. Not Kathy (who I think was in playing castle with the other kids). Steve. How cute is that??? And that is why the kids beg to go to Uncle Steve’s house all the time.

This is the same Uncle Steve who put Cheetos in their macaroni & cheese when Trinity spent the night at his & Auntie Angie’s house. This was a huge hit, it seems, and I still hear about it regularly (this has been a year or two ago now). So, Uncle Steve, enjoy your award for the next twelve months; and if you’re lucky, you’ll retain your title next year.

Rachel