They Learn Young

There are times when Jon is playing with the boys that he will squeeze them and make them say "Uncle" (they love this, by the way). Last week we went to get groceries about 20 minutes away. Ben had taken his wolf, Fofie, along. As we were heading home in the dark, Jon and I heard this throaty-sounding voice from the back (a "redrum" voice, for those of you who have seen The Shining): "Say uncle, Fofie, say uncle."