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: 


Tea party!  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.