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    Uncle Steve

    “Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What! You, too? Thought I was the only one.”

    C.S. Lewis

    We had a house-guest recently; my husband’s good friend Steve, who was also the best man at our wedding.  Steve isn’t a father, (yet,) but he has a lovely manner with our kids and has earned the honorary title, ‘Uncle Steve.’

    It was clear from the first day of Uncle Steve’s visit that he had a fan in Pip.  She watched his every move as though he was a Hollywood celebrity, and whenever he spoke to her, a smile lit up her face.  They played ‘I Spy’ together in the backyard, they had pony races in her bedroom, and together they piloted an imaginary aircraft on the beach.

    We were all sitting outside together one evening after dinner when we heard a little ‘toot’ escape from Pip.  I was going to ignore it, but Big Daddy-O smiled and said, “Pip, was that a toot?”

    I looked at Pip and thought she was feeling embarrassed about having her flatulence highlighted in front of Steve, but without skipping a beat she said,

    “It was Uncle Steve.”


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