Uncle Cliff...

A little while back I blogged about my brother and his family coming to visit.

It was nice to see them as they both work and rarely have days off together and live an hour or so away from me here in Ripon. The drive is difficult for me at best so it was really cool that they drove here.

We were waiting patiently for a table large enough to accommodate our party of seven and everyone was getting bored.
For the 4 yr old and me, that spells trouble.

My brothers kid is great. He has the energy of a 4 yr old, as he should.
He was running around meeting people, having a great time.

I soon was overcome by the boredom and my inner child overtook whatever adult was ever in me and and idea came to me. I thought to myself, What an excellent opportunity to teach my young nephew something cute. This will surely get a response from his father, and his mother will appreciate me more than ever!

"Hey Brian, Tell Daddy, "Please don't hit me anymore Daddy, Please~!"
We had a captive audience of all the other people waiting for a table that Easter Day.
It took a few tries, but it wasn't long before we all heard "Please don't hit me anymore Daddy, Please~!" roll off his innocent tongue. Music to my ears. I was sure (hoping) that this lesson would stay with him well enough to be performed at another, equally opportune time and place.

Time will tell.

Whether or not my lesson that day will be remembered by my nephew, and whether or not my brother ever shows up at my place again.