June 29th, 2010

sweaterchick

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Last night, I was doing the filial piety thing (i.e. calling Mom) when she said that my brother and his clan were staying at the house. I started chatting with him for a bit, when he mentioned that he had seen his 2.5 year old daughter that morning having an extended conversation on the phone in the basement (that isn't actually hooked up to a phone line these days.) When he asked who she was talking to, she said "Uncle moof!"

(Yes, she literally refers to me as "Uncle moof"; "Uncle Tom" sounds a bit weird.)