++ Smash Uncle ++

In December, when my most excellent Brother came to visit, we took him to Smashburger for dinner.  He's an official "Five Guys" connoisseur, so it was all about comparing the two.  Well, it didn't hurt that the food there is delicious and I LOVE their Smashfries!!  In case you don't know what those are... They're yummy fries tossed with rosemary, olive oil, and garlic!! Totally YUM!!  Uncle Kyle decided that he like Five Guys better, but that Smashburger was a fine substitute since he was there, hungry, and not paying.  Smart fellow, that guy.

Darling Uncle Kyle has the most talented way of trying to look like a dork in pictures.  I kid you not, he tried to make that "duh, what?" face just as I was taking the picture.  Or maybe it was the "I'm making myself look like a dork so I'll fit in with these other guys at my table" look?  hmmm.  Either way, I am not at fault, his choice.   

You can see how totally right I am (as older sisters are always totally right) in these next few pictures of Uncle Smash Booger (in Emily speak) with almost all of the kids.  See?  He looks happy, well adjusted, and even a bit normal-ish.  Almost as if he were actually having a good time!!  

Here is the famous M-ster with Uncle Burger Meister.  Again, he looks happy...while Em takes on her normal "I'm smiling with my mouth, but my eyes have other things to look at" look.  Also, check out the man (?) at the left of the picture...totally should've cropped him out.  oh well.

The Unxter with Cheese or rather, Titus, who's also sporting his famous "Wallace" smile.  What a cool kid. 

And of course, all good outing anywhere in the universe must conclude with a good ol' fashioned trip to the potty. 

Which brings up the one flaw in Smashburger.  They have a giant restroom.....for one person.  Hellooo?  That is what made this trip a bit unique, Titus had to really  go and the Men's room was full! So being the gracious girls that we were, we offered to let him go first.  However, since Emily also had to go really bad there wasn't time to let him out before she had to have her turn...  Anywhooo, we adapted to our surroundings and fit Titus into the "Don't watch your sister go potty" uniform (aka: his jacket put on backwards with the hood up).   Aaand with that in place we were good to go, or at least Emily was or did, or whatever.

 You-get-the-point. Mission Accomplished. 

And perhaps this is where we should end the saga of Smash Uncle.  I can't think of a reason to go on.  In fact, I think I should go check the laundry.  Or maybe I should go call Kyle.   (p.s. I have no idea why Blogger is making this last section underlined) Maybe I should go figure out how to change it.