My Uncle Teddy

He is by dad’s youngest sibling, and is my dad’s only brother. He is the one uncle that still to this day gives me bear hugs and screams my name when he sees me. :) Not that doing that is a bad thing. It never just shouts my name, it is always Annie Yahco Bascho Ninnie…. He always seems to add another name everytime he sees me, but those four are the main ones that are always said.

Uncle Teddy LOVES to annoy my grandmother, and probably his FAVORITE thing to do, is when out at the farm, and he’s cooking in the kitchen, while waiting for stuff to cook, is SHOUT at the TOP of his lungs, MMMMAAAAA! And she is usually in her room, and shouts, “WHAT?” he waits a second and says “’nothin”. He repeats this OVER and OVER and OVER again, until she doesn’t respond anymore. But he waits just long enough, and still says “nothin” it’s great. :) Always a sure laugh.

When I usually see him, we are all out at the farm, and OF COURSE when you are out at the farm, you HAVE to play cards. :) It’s a MUST in this family. It sucks to be me though, because usually, no matter if I TRY and sit somewhere else, I ALWAYS GET STUCK PLAYING AFTER DAD! And usually the people who are playing cards are Teddy, Kimmy, Dad, and Me. And I always want to cry, because Teddy throws things like Aces and Kings to Kimmy, and Dad always throws me CRAP like the eight of clubs. :P It always leads to an interesting day if we play cards…. Always!

Uncle Teddy owns 27 acres across the street from my grandmother, which she tells EVERYONE who walks in the door. It’s cool, because I am sure if anyone else would have bought the land, we would have got a trailer person in there, like John across the street. Also I think that it’s cool that Teddy is staying close to the farm. I love the farm. Too bad I am a city girl, and can’t stand to be out there for more than three days at a time!