oh my...

So my uncle was in town for Thanksgiving. He wanted to get together with us for dinner along with my mom, dad and sisters. So 3 uncles, my mom, dad, sisters, niece, me, Nathan, Sam, Rebekah and Katrina, plus 2 girlfriends to two of the uncles= friggin huge table at Applebees. Katrina orders fajitas, yummy. She sets off the fire alarm. Nothing ruins dinner more quickly than a fire alarm going off. They turn it off and I'm left to wonder, what's worse: that a simple sizzling dinner set off the alarm or that NO ONE moved to leave? At least it was just the dinner not an actual fire. All is well.
Later as we're finishing Rebekah is making the rounds around the table. Linley, Ashley, Nana (quick touch of Papa's whiskers--eewie), then to Katrina, Dad, Mom...then the fun begins. She was leery of Uncle Bob. Why? I'm not sure. But they're talking.
"I nemember you comed to my birthday..."
"yes, I did."
Uncle Bob then makes kissy faces at her.
"no! you have hairs in your nose!"
close luv, it's called a mustache.