Life Saber

As some may know, I am obsessed with my nephew. He is THE coolest dude on Planet Earth.
He is 3 1/2. And sadly, is going through a stage where he does NOT like to speak on the telephone (similar to yours truly).

The other day, I was having one of those days. Either the blues, or the mean reds (please refer to Breakfast at Tiffany's), so
I called home to speak to my mom, to drown her spirits on my self loathing and pitty.

a little voice answers "Hiiii bwynnnie!"
Hi T!
"Whatcha doin?" he asks
Just hanging out with Mickey and Goofy (since his last visit to California/ Disney he thinks my best friends are Mickey and Co... So I continue to pretend, while he's still got a sponge of an imagination)
"How are your turtles?"
They're doing very well. One is taking a nap and the other is eating some pizza
"Is it Michelangelo, Raphael, or Donatello?"
Well Michelangelo, because he loves pizza, and the other one is Raphael"
(he is being one of them for Halloween and is obsessed, I wouldn't actually tell him their real names are Hank and Shirley. What a buzz kill.)

Should I bring my turtles with me when I come to visit you?
"Ya! That'd be alright!"

So, T what's your favorite movie? I was thinking I could be one of your favorite characters for Halloween?

"Star Wars"

.....oh really? ( I'm not so knowledgeable on the series)

[he then started making noises and talking about light sabers, going in details about who uses what and everything that I've actually never known.]

he concludes on the two options, which will become the finalists for my Halloween costume...


"Luke Skywalker, Or Obie Wan Kanobie"

"OK! If that's what you want"

he hangs up.

The most fulfilling conversation I've had since I can even remember.


Talking to a 3 year old is much more fun than "grown adults". In either case we are both are most likely pretending, but in this case, It's a hell of a lot more fun. As opposed to the bullshit small talk you'd make with a 20 something schmoozer.


I want to move in with him and sleep in his "Cars" tent, and talk about ninjas, "weapon swords", and light sabers all day- every day.


not only did he save my day, he saved my mom an hour, some agony, and an hour of throwing me a pitty party.

Mr T saves the day.