On Monday I received a phone call from Ashley in the middle of the afternoon. Despite being at work, I answered the phone. It was Teya on the other end, and she wanted to tell me all about her toilet-training successes before running off to eat her treat of chicken nuggets and French fries.
Then today I got this photo and text message from Ashley:
A cup for Mommy, Teya, one for Daddy,
and one for Uncle Jason!
Boy do I love being the favorite uncle. It means I get these wonderful little interruptions in my grown-up day when I can remember what it was like to be a little kid — and feel how special it is to be loved by one.