Uncle Boogs

 

The long weekend brought my brother JJ down.  JJ is the boys' favorite person, hands down.  They await his arrival with the patience of a Buddhist monk.  Once they set eyes on him, however, the floodgates open and swords, pumpkin bombs, and Zurg blaster balls are hurled at him.  Tae Kwon Do moves are practiced on JJ.  He is a trampoline, punching bag and amusement park ride all rolled into one.

C and I always talk about the day that we can leave the boys with JJ for an afternoon, a day, a weekend, while we enjoy New York City as grown-ups.  Oh yes, JJ, they are coming...