My favorite little boy in the whole wide world is home again after four weeks of vacation with his grandparents in Florida. Does the kid have it made or what? I think he grew an inch and put on 5 pounds. That's what Grandma's cookin' (and endless banana splits) will do to you.
A few days ago Mickey Mouse called to let us know that Pa Pa had taken him to the barber shop and let him get a crew cut. I was not thrilled with the news because I love his red hair combed oh-so-neatly, but it actually turned out a lot better than last year's flat top fiasco.
Mr. C took us to Cracker Barrel last night to celebrate Mickey Mouse's return. On the way to the restaurant my little man read aloud to us from The Prince and the Pauper. I was glad that he hadn't forgotten how to read after a month out of school.
This morning it was wonderful to see him sitting in his seat at the table eating his breakfast. Our home just isn't the same when someone's chair is emtpy.
Labels: Family Life
