When we met in July of 2004, he was just Chris. A son and a brother. A loyal friend. Hilarious. He was a guy that a mutual friend wanted me to meet because he knew we would hit it off. And we did. Obviously.
A few months later, my sister told me she was pregnant with her first child. Diana was born June 2005. Chris was my boyfriend and while he thought it was cool that my sister was having a kid and I was first time Aunt, it had little impact on him.
In June 2008 when we got married, he was official (as if he was going anywhere prior to that). Uncle Chris. He didn't know it would happen. He just was dating a girl who had a sister who had a kid.
He didn't know that he would be an Uncle. Two times an Uncle. I heard him refer to Diana as "his niece" a while back and it made me teary eyed. It might not have been the first time he said that but it was the first time I heard it. And my heart was happy.
If you know me, you know that I love my nieces. They are my light in the dark. I am blessed to be their Aunt and it is a role that I take very seriously. And Chris is quite the Uncle. He teases them and flips them and brings out a laugh from the depths of their bellies that no one else can summon. He knows their past and he will know their future. He tries to act like it isn't a big deal to be Uncle Chris but I know he loves it. I love him as Uncle Chris.
He didn't know he would gain two nieces when he knocked on the front door to pick me up for our first date on July 31, 2004. I didn't know I would be going out with my future nieces future Uncle.
He is an amazing husband.
He is an awesome person.
And as an Uncle. Well, he just can't be beat.
Look at that face.