Friday, August 27, 2010

Uncle Michael's Secret Post #3

This is who it's really all about: my friend for life, Greeley.

Ever since Fuzzy died, she's been a bit obsessed with death. One day she asked me: "Uncle Michael, can you dig a hole in the yard for when I die?" Here I tried to prompt her to tell me a tale about Fuzzy. Apparently she's not so good at crossing fiction and non-fiction.

In that video, we were at Storytime (the home version). She was the teacher (hence the chair) and I was the kid (hence the low angle - I'm sitting on the floor). In the following video (from the next day), we are going to Storytime again. (The clicking you hear is me texting.)


On a family walk, she was behind and I waved for her to catch up.

She played a little game with her rabbit (whom she had earlier referred to as her "husband"). I was a little taken aback with the vehemence of her victory.

This is her talking about her water bottle. I shot it to record the way she says the word "funky," which she says at the end, facing away from the camera. I often miss the best stuff.


Gettysburg Mom said...

I am flipping head over heels for that girl. Thank you, Uncle Michael, for capturing it all!

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

She is SO damn adorable. I love that she is married to her bunny and her giggle and that she can get Uncle Michael to do just about anything. :)

Monique said...

Thanks Uncle Michael, thess posts are wonderful! I can just watch those videos over and over again.

I'm so glad Greeley didn't find a nail in her foot!

Uncle Michael of DC said...

Monique: I meant to leave a comment noting that she was originally concerned about a nail being in her foot; I assume that is her father's influence or the danger of having a carpenter father.