Benson is really helping me out since I was feeling guilty and mooney about missing him. He has now decided, 30 minutes before I take him for a sleepover at my parents', that he "no like grandma's". That is complete BS. Seriously, grandma's rocks. She has a crapload of cats and dogs (not to mention a pet Grandpa), a huge TV with 800 channels, 740 cars and trains, and she always has something new that makes a crapload of noise. Don't forget rides in the wheelchair.
So now we don't want to go to Grandma's, can't wait to drag a kicking screaming child there now....or at 5:30 AM.
Gee, I sure hope Bill is enjoying his soccer game.
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