Joe with daughter Elana on Thanksgiving Day 2007He was staying with us until his apartment in Portland was ready for him to move into. He is in the process of writing a book while my sister, Heidi, and their kids live it up in Hawaii. It just happened to work out that Joe was here to keep my boys company while I was gallivanting in California. I'm sure he got a lot of writing done with all the commotion I'm sure echoed through our house all weekend.
Many of you know of our love for a grocery store called Trader Joe's. Well, Tyler started calling Uncle Joe "Trader Joe". At first, I thought he just got mixed up, but then it really stuck. He'd ask me, "Where Trader Joe go?" "Trader Joe go on a walk?" "Bless Trader Joe" It drove Justin crazy and they started having "Joe wars". Justin would yell, "Uncle Joe!" and Tyler would say, "No, Trader Joe!". Over and over and over. I hope he feels loved. Oh, and Joe, you left your shoes....
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Joe wars, eh? Sounds like the boys are very protective of their uncle's name. Cute!
Okay, I don't know why - maybe because I am tired - but the last line really made me giggle!
This is so funny. If I were Joe, I would smile every time I heard it.
Love it! Thats a great name, I love how those kind of things stick.
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