I called myself “Uncle Uber” the other day and I kind of think it has a ring to it. Running nieces to dance or cheer or parties or school or Target, it’s usually fun catching up with what’s going on in the lunchroom (spoiler: drama every day with who sits where at the lunch table!) and who’s being mean or nice, or encountering weird guys at gas stations. Lots of drama in the lives of teenage girls, let me tell ya!
Hey, being an Ubering uncle is better than the crazy uncle in THIS picture…
See that weirdo guy in the door window? Kidding, it’s me and I saw my niece taking a photo of the tree so I totally wanted to photobomb the pic. Is it my fault I had a hoodie on from the cold north Florida temperatures and that makes me look like someone from a Lifetime thriller!?
It’s important every once in a while to remind my nieces that even though I’m SO nice to drive them around, I’m also not normal. 😉
Thanks for dropping in…
-Out of the Wilderness
Out of the Wilderness 