"You ARE taking me to that place where I can raid the fridge all day, right?" |
Henry was waiting for us when we got to his school house this morning. He grabbed Paul and me each by a hand and headed out the door with us in tow, shoes forgotten. Now home, the air is already filled with the sounds of Barney, and he's polished off a nearly full box of Utz pretzel rods (spirited away while we were not looking.) Vacation time: 6 hours down, 330 to go! (I think I am a little pre-tired this time. :-)