On our second morning in Spokane, Grandma Sue was able to have brunch with us at the hotel, then she and Dad took you to the park so Peg Peg and I could do some shopping. I think for the past several days, you've been living on a constant diet of chocolate and attention.
We all met up at the mall around noon, where Grandma Sue magically pulled out some quarters so you could "drive" the ice cream truck. I swear, it's like God had a secret meeting with our parents to say, "Welcome to grandparenthood...and here's your roll of quarters."
The only things more pervasive than quarters this weekend were M&Ms. Peg Peg carries little fun-sized packs, and you seem to know when she's holding. Not to be outdone, Tex let you ride his luggage.
We spent the afternoon in the hotel pool, which you loved.
The only downside to such an action-packed day is that you inevitably end up missing a nap, which makes you completely unreasonable by 6pm...or, roughly when we're seated for dinner. At the restaurant, you had a complete meltdown when I tried to borrow my fork back from you. This morning, I discovered the same dirty, cheesy fork in the pocket of your diaper bag. I may win the battle, but you seem to always win the war.
Speaking of war, enjoy this clip from our ride back to the hotel from dinner.
Love,
Mom
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