Me: Did you have fun in Mexico?
P: You know it... Uncle Bic get big owies on his showders. On dis one and dis showders. (As she points to each one)
Me: Oh, was it red?
P: No, it was white.
Me: Did you give it a kiss to make it feel better?
P: No, Shelly do it. He trying to cleaning it already. He getting a napkin for it.
Me: Did he clean it to make it feel better?
P: No, he not clean it. It bad.
Me: How did he hurt his shoulders?
P: I don't know. (pause) From the sun. It was sunburned.
Me: Why did the sun hurt him?
P: He just playing on the beach one time.
Me: Is Uncle Vic so fun?
P: "He says, 'Hi P'" (In almost identical intonation in her voice)
Me: Did you play with Uncle Vic in the pool?
P: No. I sit on his lap. (pause) I sit on Shelly's lap. I want to sit on her lap one time and Uncle Bic's lap too, k? He is wearing his own hat. I just sit in da middle.
Me: Did Uncle Vic take you down the water slide?
P: Yeah, he pushed me.
Me; Did you have fun?
Me: Yeah, you go down the slide with him too, k? And Abe too. And Daddy too, k?
From sand castles to Wii... thanks Uncle Vic and Aunt Shelly for making such a lasting impression on my children and going out of your way to spend time with them. Vic, I am sorry that you had to suffer the consequences of the most lasting impression of them all...

