December 18th. I call my sister to confirm some Christmas plans and ask what my nephews might want under the tree. “Wait a sec, I’ll put him on…”
“I want two boxes of cereal.”
I hardly had a chance to ask him what he meant, and he put his mom back on the phone. Was he serious? Yes, she said, he keeps saying that he wants two boxes of cereal for Christmas. Well alright then.
Later that evening I determined that I really was going to buy him cereal for Christmas. Either I’d be the best uncle EVER, or he would learn a hard lesson and I’d end up being referred to as “crazy old uncle Cheese, the guy who wraps up kitchen perishables for his nephews.” (Beats “Mean Old Uncle Chris”, I suppose.)
A few days later I called my sister to confirm — was it a specific type of cereal, or would any do? It turns out he really wanted the toy inside Fruit Loops (an “XBox mini-game”), but I still had to laugh. And while I didn’t get any pictures of him when he was really excited, this was him when he had calmed down: