Uncle Lem

I quite enjoy my Uncle Lem identity.  I wrote about my Unco Wem Identity once before, but there’s a dark side.  Let me start though by saying that I absolutely love being Unco Wem.  It’s the best.  I get to go home – without them. It’s great.  I get the joy of kids without them living with me.  I’m okay with that for now.

I got to hang out with my nephews and my niece this weekend.  There are some crazy side effects of hanging out with that many kids.  I know you parents are going to just tell me how much I don’t know and how much more difficult it is than I’m about to write – but you chose it and don’t complain.  You have not right too.  Hahahaha.

First of – I’m exhausted.  I look up to you parents.  How do you do it with the constant tired?  Don’t answer – that questions was asked and not meant to be answered.  I can wait to know.

Second – I woke up singing “Barbara Manatee” by Larry the Cucumber.  You parents are rockin the children songs so much that you don’t even know it.

Third – I love being Uncle Lem.  I’m at home.  It’s quiet.  It’s been restful.  I love being Uncle, but I love the fact that I can sit here and just enjoy the memories of the past few days – plus that darn song is still going in my head.


3 thoughts on “Uncle Lem

  1. My kids are all grown now (20, 25, 26). The days of being the parent of little ones are precious. Looking back, I know (intellectually) there were times we were tired, but I don’t remember being tired. Remember, that you won’t remember the little things and inconveniences so much, and live in the moment and MAKE SOME GOOD MEMORIES… that’s my advice.

    Truth on this matter from:
    –Steve Camp: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdCFB0o2PMs
    –Fiddler: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLLEBAQLZ3Q

    When it’s all done and said, at 50, songs like this will make you cry.
    So treasure the times…
    It’s the journey, not the destination.

  2. Haha… I enjoyed reading this Lem! Enjoy this moment of peace and rest. It’s your season for it. But I can’t wait till you become Daddy Lem… (just saying)

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