I'm coming home tomorrow!! (: I'm sure right about now I'm dreading having to leave my camp family and back into the real world but I will be excited for the rest of the summer!
Memory #129
How about another Uncle Ted story? That's a hypothetical question because you don't really have a choice in the matter...for the most part. After Uncle Ted's original purpose was cancelled the big question became "What do we did with him?" but my mom had plans for him, as always. For awhile Uncle Ted just say idly at the dining room table as if he were waiting for a meal to be delivered and for the first couple of months it would freak me and Sambo out to see someone in there but eventually I got used to that, which is pretty lolzy. Then my mom decided that Uncle Ted needed to get out more, (lol to my mom's line of thinking) so there came a time that in middle school when my mom would come to pick me up after school there would be a man sitting in the front seat. IT SCARED ME EVERY SINGLE TIME. I wouldn't see him until I was about to open the door and then my mom would laugh at me because she was so proud of herself. Basically I would have to sit in the back so that Uncle Ted could sit in the front. What even.
Another thing my mom loved to do, that my dad hated, was to stick Uncle Ted in our living room as if he was a part of the family and enjoying the comfort of our lazy boy. My dad was always the first to wake up so when he would exit his room and turn on the living room lights Uncle Ted was always there to startle my poor dad in the morning. My mom got a kick out of it but eventually Uncle Ted was asked to evict the living room and go sit tucked away in my mom's office as a permanent client. Until my parents built the pool house in our backyard which my mom dubbed as Uncle Ted's house, where he still lives to this day.
Love always,
Erin
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