As a fun uncle myself, I can tell you it’s the best job there is. All of the great parts of having a kid without any of that pesky responsibility. I just blow into town, get the kids all jacked up on sugar and wrestling, then disappear when someone starts crying. It’s perfect.
This post is for all of the other “Funcles” out there. Keep doing what you do. One day the kids will grow up and tell stories about their parents to their therapist, but they’ll tell stories about you to their friends at the bar.