Saturday the family went to see Harold and the Purple Crayon at the Children's Theatre. It was part of an exchange that they are doing with the Seattle Children's Theatre. I thought it was lovely and gentle. The guys found it a bit hippy-dippy, if you know what I mean.
Preschooler D did not want to go from the start.
"I like Florida and I like home," he announced from the backseat.
Well, don't we all, kid.
This week he and I are going on a trip to see Grandpa and Grandma in Phoenix. I hope he adds Arizona to his list of places he will go; otherwise, it's going to be a long four days.
Don't bother to come and steal the TV. Brent and Colin are staying behind. If I get the chance, I'll let you how it's going, but as Grandma Malmberg used to say, "Expect me when you see me."