Leif is a little obsessed with his Uncle Scott.
Anything that he makes up that is the remote bit fantastic and grand in scale (like hunting for rhinos) - it is usually something Uncle Scott has done and often "all the time".
Uncle Scott is daddy's youngest brother. Leif has seen Uncle Scott twice in this last year - they joined us on our trip to Alaska this summer and then we saw him in Colorado over Thanksgiving.
Lately Leif has come up with lots of things that he and Uncle Scott are planning on doing together - Uncle Scott is a tad in the dark here...
"Uncle Scott and I are going to go hunt for rhinos and we will go carefully and quietly..."
"Uncle Scott and I are going to go to Antarctica and save baby penguins and that is very dangerous and so it has to be Uncle Scott..."
"Uncle Scott caught the biggest fish when we were in Alaska..." (AB would like to note that Scott did NOT catch the biggest fish in Alaska.)
Then there was the one tonight.
"Uncle Scott and I are going to go to Antarctica," he started.
AB interrupts him, "why is it always Uncle Scott, why not daddy?"
"Because Uncle Scott has a gun, and you don't," Leif says. (I am so not happy with the gun obsession thing, but it seems to plague most little boys.)
"Uncle Scott does NOT have a gun," AB says.
"Yes he does, he has a caulking gun!" Leif exclaims.
(Yes, there have been some recent home fix-ups.)
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