In my eyes my nephews and nieces can do no wrong. I think this is because I was ruled with an iron fist when I was growing up. And that actually turned me into this hellraiser, and created this arrested development pocket where I still behave like a 15 year old when it comes to authority figure and unwanted responsibilities. I believe in taking the Y approach.I treat them as adults and often try to scare them straight by being this wacky uncle. And trust me, it works, as all of them are better behaved than I was at that age.
Just couple of weeks ago, I took Aseer and Asef to Dhaba for dinner, and the conversation topic was about middle eastern food and belly dancers. The concern was how do belly dancers dance for so long, and I proposed that belly dancers wear diapers underneath their dress and keep dancing while pooping. This conversation made both my nephews blush, and I added layers after layers of detail in this conversation until they were borderline grossed out.
So last thursday, 16th, I tried to organize a get together for my cousins and their kids. And after about 10 minutes, I handed over my camera to the next generation and asked them to take photographs on my behalf.
Here are some of the pics they came up with. I think some of them will emerge as great photographers in the future.
If we still have cameras in those days, that is.
And just to prove that there were some adult supervision, here's a pic of some of the adults.
