I was driving us home from the lake when I thought I'd reward good behavior with a playground stop. Burger King has a nice one, but the door to it was locked, so we tried McDonald's and found theirs closed as well, and THAT IS JUST A SHAME. It doesn't get cool enough to use a playground until sunset, and they closed the darn things. All our burgers have been Whataburgers (despite their lack of a playground) lately anyway, so those two other places will continue to miss our business. But shame on them for causing those big sad tears on his little face because he couldn't play.
He got the iPhone as a consolation measure, and he played with it all through Walmart and in the car afterwards. I heard it ring with David's ringtone, and I told Dennis to answer it. He did. I heard David ask if I was around and Dennis said "she is driving right now". He asked again to speak to me and Dennis said "umm, no, I am busy playing with the iPhone right now" and then told his Daddy "well, bye" and resumed his PBS spelling game. Luckily, I have TWO phones (one Verizon one for calls to Mom and to have service sometimes at the lake, and my iPhone), so I was able to call David back. Only three, and he's already hogging the phone, screening my calls! I had just gotten used to his "who was that you were talking to?" and "what did he/she say?" every time I talk on the phone.
Just now, he was leaning against me while sitting on my lap, and when he moved his head, he bumped my typing hand and said "hey, get out of my head's way!". He's sitting here on MY bed, in MY space, but he doesn't see it that way.
Prayers for Gran--she's going in for an angiogram in the morning. Let's hope she gets some good news and has an easy time of it.
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