My Uncle Jim is here visiting from Southern Indiana for the week. He is my Mom's youngest brother. The adults all call him Parce and the kids call him Pi. Parce because it is a shortened version of his last name and Pi from his Grandson.. No matter what he is called, the Heinisch children just adore him.
Parce stays with my Mom and Dad when he is here, so we see a lot of him. Tonight Meg and Brett were quoting him from a conversation they all had over the weekend - something about finding a picture of him next to the word "Chump" in the dictionary. They could repeat his words verbatim and spent quite a bit of time laughing about it, much as they would a scene from a movie they enjoyed.
This week, Pi, will be able to attend soccer games, golf matches and the Spring Arts Festival. When he leaves Friday, all of the kids will beg him to stay. Their collective dream is for him to move here. He's talked about it, but for now they will just have to settle for a return trip at Brett's graduation.
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