Dennis and Lemonade spent some happy hours outside this morning, mainly playing together in the sandbox (with Mommy nearby, keeping a watchful eye, mindful of another recent mountain lion sighting). Lemonade follows Dennis wherever he goes, and it gives me a very Norman Rockwell sense of the perfection of the "boy and his dog" relationship the two exhibit. You can't help but smile at the two of them as they romp together. I love watching the pup chase leaves blowing across the driveway in the breeze.
Dennis was my dinner date this evening--we headed to Cracker Barrel after his Taekwondo class. He was actually excellent company. He made observations about the decor, discussed his day, told our waitress about his new dog, and kept me nicely entertained. We worked on the kids menu riddles together and he solved most of them on his own. We shopped together afterward, admiring Halloween and Christmas things. He didn't like the long drive home, though, and told me "I don't like the dark in the car." And there were repeated questions of "how much longer?" and "are we almost home?". I handed him my phone and had some moments of peace while he played a game.
Tonight he complimented David, telling him "Daddy, you're smart like my dog!".
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