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December 21, 2002
Wild Child
Wild Child
It was after 1 am before we could get the grandson to be still long enough to go to sleep. He was a little wound up & excited to be here, to put it mildly. He'll be two in a few weeks, so most everything I tried produced a brief screaming fit. I couldn't keep from laughing, he is SO much like his dad. Couldn't get mad at him, he was so happy to be here that he kept hugging me, and patting me...when he wasn't having a fit anyway. I finally convinced him to play with his bowlful of toy Snoopy figures in the bed with me, and he at last gave it up. I'm not sure when, I went to sleep with the bowl on my head.Anyway, we're taking him to my parents for Christmas today, and my daughter & son (his dad) are bringing him back tomorrow afternoon. We're keeping him until Tuesday so that his mom can finish moving. I can't wait for my son to sit up with the grandson half the night like I used to have to do with my son.
Revenge can indeed be a dish best eaten cold. Bwaaahahahaha!
Guess who just woke up? Later.
UPDATE: He's been sitting in my lap while I'm reading the morning papers online. I swear, everytime he sees a photo of Trent Lott, he says "Bye-bye" and waves. Smart kid.
Posted by Rita at December 21, 2002 06:08 AM