After hearing the question a hundred times today "Where's Gran?", I told him she was with Gigi and Pop in Florida. He thought about it for a minute and said "Gran go to Gigi's house and to the beach?" (which is what we did last weekend). I don't know how to explain to him that she's in Orlando rather than Destin, so I just agreed. I know that he's two years old and it's too soon in his young life to attempt a trip to Disney World, but somewhere in my heart it hurts a tiny bit that his grandparents went there without him. Rationally, I know I shouldn't feel that way, but I do. I want Dennis to experience the best of everything as soon and as often as possible.
We had a nice evening with Steve and Ju-Ju tonight at the lake house--he loves them so much! It's been so great to see them as often as we have this summer. Tonight on the way home from the lake, I asked Dennis if he wanted to go to Wal-Mart, and he said "No, not go Wal-Mart, we go home go night night Mommy". That's his Daddy's son!
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