A Visit with Uncle Bunny.
My niece came to visit me this week; she's three years old and already a rather dynamic personality! You will have to excuse my if I go on a bit about her... you see, I am her adoring and eccentric Uncle Bunny, (The "Uncle Bunny" thing is a long story... and I might tell it sometime... if you ask me to...).
She was accompanied by her mom and dad, (my brother) and my Dad, (my father); Emma always travels with an entourage.
The first evening they were here it was rainy and nasty so we went to a nearby restaurant to have dinner. It was Saturday night, and there was a short wait. I gave my name to the hostess and we went to sit and wait for her to call us when our table was ready. After about ten minutes, she came over to me and asked, "How do you pronounce your name again?" And I answered, "durlx". She said "O.K." and then walked six steps back to the podium and picked up the microphone and announced "durlx, party of four, your table is ready!" We got hysterical, my bro loves this kind of thing...she could have just told us our table was ready... but she knew how to do her job... This poor thing was not the sharpest hoe in the tool shed...
Lost Bread, pain perdue... we had breakfast the next day at The Coffee Pot, one of my family's favorite breakfast spots. Even though I only go there a couple of times a year with my sister and her lover, or someone else from my family, they always know us and treat us very well; the same waitress always takes care of us. (It's a New Orleans kind of thing...).
After that, we toured the Quarter for a while, doing some shopping and walking. Then, we took a ride on the Canal Street Ferry.
Emma was in rare form...
...and I am not quite sure what is going on here between her and her grandpa... hehe!
* a note here about her grandpa, my dad... he is in the early stages of Alzheimer's and there was a bit of bittersweet about this visit. He has been staying with my bro since Christmas, and traveling with them. He seems to be happy enough, but the confusion is showing up more and more. He asked me a dozen times in two days if "we were still in New Orleans"...
That evening we spent some time at the pool, and the went out to dinner.
The next day we went to the Audobon Park Zoo.
...and they all asked fo you! Audobon Zoo Link
Emma loves seeing animals, and we saw a lot of them! Me, I don't like zoos that much (the animals might be happier somewhere else I keep thinking, and the "science" is a bit theme park, more entertaining than instructional) and I mentioned it to my Dad. He replied, "Yea, they all look bored! They have nothing to do... and they are probably all on drugs!" (His non sequiters are sometimes quite amusing...)
But when you go to the zoo with a three year old, that's who it's all about. And we did have a really good time.
Mom, Dad and Emma...
By the time we finished at the zoo...
...it was getting on towards dinner time. And they all had to move back to the hotel near the airport, so they would be able to get to the airport for their early morning return flight. So we picked up some Popeye's Chicken! Hey, my brother likes it, and he says it is just not as good up north. We stopped at my house to eat it and watch the Simpsons, (my bro and niece's fav show which mom hates, hehe.). After we finished, Emma's mom said, "You should go over to Uncle Bunny and say goodby now because we're getting ready to leave." Emma came over to me where I was sitting at the desk and climbed up into my lap... and just hugged me for two minutes... and then looked up into my eyes... I thanked her for coming to visit me and I told her that I loved her very much... and that every time she looked at the bunny I bought her...(I always give her a bunny every time I see her.. this one was a fairy bunny, it had wings...... just remember to think of me.
She looked at me and said, "I will." And then jumped down off my lap and went on...
She's a very fierce lil thing; she means what she says.
And her Uncle Bunny dearly loves her.
btw luca, Emma was not afraid of Lil Puddin... not at all... hehe!
NEXT! JAZZ FEST!
durlx
My niece came to visit me this week; she's three years old and already a rather dynamic personality! You will have to excuse my if I go on a bit about her... you see, I am her adoring and eccentric Uncle Bunny, (The "Uncle Bunny" thing is a long story... and I might tell it sometime... if you ask me to...).
She was accompanied by her mom and dad, (my brother) and my Dad, (my father); Emma always travels with an entourage.
The first evening they were here it was rainy and nasty so we went to a nearby restaurant to have dinner. It was Saturday night, and there was a short wait. I gave my name to the hostess and we went to sit and wait for her to call us when our table was ready. After about ten minutes, she came over to me and asked, "How do you pronounce your name again?" And I answered, "durlx". She said "O.K." and then walked six steps back to the podium and picked up the microphone and announced "durlx, party of four, your table is ready!" We got hysterical, my bro loves this kind of thing...she could have just told us our table was ready... but she knew how to do her job... This poor thing was not the sharpest hoe in the tool shed...
Lost Bread, pain perdue... we had breakfast the next day at The Coffee Pot, one of my family's favorite breakfast spots. Even though I only go there a couple of times a year with my sister and her lover, or someone else from my family, they always know us and treat us very well; the same waitress always takes care of us. (It's a New Orleans kind of thing...).
After that, we toured the Quarter for a while, doing some shopping and walking. Then, we took a ride on the Canal Street Ferry.
Emma was in rare form...
...and I am not quite sure what is going on here between her and her grandpa... hehe!
* a note here about her grandpa, my dad... he is in the early stages of Alzheimer's and there was a bit of bittersweet about this visit. He has been staying with my bro since Christmas, and traveling with them. He seems to be happy enough, but the confusion is showing up more and more. He asked me a dozen times in two days if "we were still in New Orleans"...
That evening we spent some time at the pool, and the went out to dinner.
The next day we went to the Audobon Park Zoo.
...and they all asked fo you! Audobon Zoo Link
Emma loves seeing animals, and we saw a lot of them! Me, I don't like zoos that much (the animals might be happier somewhere else I keep thinking, and the "science" is a bit theme park, more entertaining than instructional) and I mentioned it to my Dad. He replied, "Yea, they all look bored! They have nothing to do... and they are probably all on drugs!" (His non sequiters are sometimes quite amusing...)
But when you go to the zoo with a three year old, that's who it's all about. And we did have a really good time.
Mom, Dad and Emma...
By the time we finished at the zoo...
...it was getting on towards dinner time. And they all had to move back to the hotel near the airport, so they would be able to get to the airport for their early morning return flight. So we picked up some Popeye's Chicken! Hey, my brother likes it, and he says it is just not as good up north. We stopped at my house to eat it and watch the Simpsons, (my bro and niece's fav show which mom hates, hehe.). After we finished, Emma's mom said, "You should go over to Uncle Bunny and say goodby now because we're getting ready to leave." Emma came over to me where I was sitting at the desk and climbed up into my lap... and just hugged me for two minutes... and then looked up into my eyes... I thanked her for coming to visit me and I told her that I loved her very much... and that every time she looked at the bunny I bought her...(I always give her a bunny every time I see her.. this one was a fairy bunny, it had wings...... just remember to think of me.
She looked at me and said, "I will." And then jumped down off my lap and went on...
She's a very fierce lil thing; she means what she says.
And her Uncle Bunny dearly loves her.
btw luca, Emma was not afraid of Lil Puddin... not at all... hehe!
NEXT! JAZZ FEST!
durlx
