travel plans?

This morning when he woke up, he announced to me (after sleepily mumbling "Cracker Barrel?") that he wanted to go on a trip. He said "want to go beach, want to see Gigi". I don't know what prompted this declaration, though I have been toying with the idea of going next weekend to see her. I don't remember mentioning it to him, though, and I certainly didn't say the word beach in conjunction with the trip.

Chloe came down to play with him today, accompanied by her parents, of course, and they enjoyed lots of playtime at the lake. They took turns driving Uncle Denny's golf cart, which they loved, shouting "wheeeeeee" as we rolled down the dirt road. And delight of delights, Chloe's papa and gran came to visit on their motorcycle. Dennis very much enjoyed seeing, touching, and sitting on the motorcycle (a beautiful Honda Goldwing), and he really really wanted to go for a ride on it. Watching him learn to say 'motorcycle' was fun for Gran and me. He said "michael-cycle" and "motor-tractor" before finally getting "motorcycle". Very cute.

He planted his first flowers today, loving the feeling of getting his little hands in the dirt and seeing the blackness of it under his fingernails. Gran was planting begonias and snapdragons at the lake today, and Dennis liked pointing them out and saying "yellow flower" and "red flower" (correctly, I might add). He and Chloe both transplanted snapdragons to the big pot from the little containers from the store. Dennis also 'helped' water the flowers by playing in the water and said "Yay Dennis great job water flowers" when water went everywhere. He had a wonderful day today and I hope he had a wonderful evening with his Gran and Pop and great-Granny while Mommy and Daddy had a date night with their friends.