Gardner is quarantined....
Or is it us?
I don't know which.... The point is that we shipped Gardner off to Grandmama and Granddaddy's this weekend because Ken and I were sick. Boy, was that hard.
Let me just say, though, that the little guy is a trooper. He wore a look of confusion as we pulled him out of his crib, PJs still on, and handed him over to his Grandmama. Yet when we called to check in, he was his little spry self, getting into stuff (but still being obedient) and acting as if he had not one care in the world.
Gardner never fails to impress me. He rolls with the punches, he really does. His little independent spirit is unfledging.
He will be home in T-minus 45 minutes, and I will be waiting at the door, arms wide open.
Or is it us?
I don't know which.... The point is that we shipped Gardner off to Grandmama and Granddaddy's this weekend because Ken and I were sick. Boy, was that hard.
Let me just say, though, that the little guy is a trooper. He wore a look of confusion as we pulled him out of his crib, PJs still on, and handed him over to his Grandmama. Yet when we called to check in, he was his little spry self, getting into stuff (but still being obedient) and acting as if he had not one care in the world.
Gardner never fails to impress me. He rolls with the punches, he really does. His little independent spirit is unfledging.
He will be home in T-minus 45 minutes, and I will be waiting at the door, arms wide open.
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