I'm Not Sad to See You Go

A bit behind here so I'm going to do a few quick posts to catch up on what you've been doing all month and what's been going on.

July was a whirlwind: first Stephanie came for a visit; then you got sick, sick, sick (fell asleep in your chair watching Caillou even!); then we flew back East where we moved around as though we were in the witness protection program, trying to see everyone and do everything.

High Points:
1. Ice cream. All of it. Everywhere. When asked what your favorite flavor was, you said: "all of them!" and yet you still always saved some for me!
2. Playing with all of the Dalton girls' toys and getting 2 bears to borrow to take back on the airplane with you. You didn't have much interest in playing with the other kids, but you were very interested in playing with their toys!

Low Points:
1. Heat rash. Boy is your skin sensitive! I don't know what I'm going to do with you!
2. Too many people, too much sharing, not enough privacy. As you kept saying to Molly, "I need some space!"

Upon leaving family and friends whom you had gotten used to having around, I thought that you might be a little reluctant to head back home. But when I told you we were leaving, your response (to saying goodbye to everyone) was: "I'm not going to be sad to see them go."

Grandpa Barry might be adopting that for his epitaph.