Sometimes dealing with Myron was trying and quite tiring. It was like he had four children instead of three. He so never planned on having any more children then what they had right now. "You keep it up and I just might. And since you go on and on about magic, well, I'll make it a magical time out." Meaning he would so petrify him in a corner if he had to. Which was actually a nice idea...
"Favorite Uncle?" Don repeated incredulously, laughing a bit. "I wouldn't go that far. I think it's because he knows he can get you to play easier than he can some of the others." Of course most of the Weird Sisters would give in to them eventually. Most of the Weird Sisters were big kids despite trying to act like they weren't. Myron definitely gave in the easiest.
"They'll get bigger and I dread that. They're so much easier to scoop up now." He wouldn't be able to scoop all of them up at once like he could do now in a year or two or possibly even less. He liked them small and easier to manage like this even if they were little hellions.
"I think they always want us to play," Don pointed out, watching as Myron climbed over the kiddy gate. With a sigh he stepped over himself to join them. It wouldn't do for Myron to end up with blocks in his pants or some such thing. "Though the little thief is just going to build it up and knock it down."