HALF UNCLE

When our kids were little and we would get home to my families house I would tease the nephews and nieces until they would cry. I would keep that up until they would finally come to me and be good so I wouldn't tease them anymore.

My oldest brother's second son told him I was his half uncle. He asked him why and he told him it was because he only liked me half of the time. He's had a hard time living that down and I still introduce myself to his family as the half uncle. Here is a picture of me hanging one of his cousins on Grandma's clothesline. I hung them all this day by their belts or belt loops on the bolt for the eye hook that the clothes line wire was attached to---and then just walked away.

I did eventually go take them down---some cried but most laughed---especially after they saw the first one get taken down. Then the fear factor was gone.