We are out shopping. The girls need a few skirts and Hoo needs socks and pjs.
It was only when leaving the store that we ran into…shall we say some issues.
Hoo spotted the children’s baby rides and was mesmerized.
Being the pushover Grandmom I am, I forked over the 75 cents for him to go on one.
But once the ride started moving. Hoo quickly changed his mind.
But it was time to go home.
“Swing me swing me.”
The long mall walk back to the parking lot.
Hoo decides a rest is in order.
Hoo sits his little self down to contemplate the meaning of all this, and then makes a surprise break for the snack machines.
We have a runner! We have a runner!
Hoo was ready to leave.
He had enough of the noise and excitement of shopping.
Like most men, and some women he like his computer and boy-toys.
I like them too. So gmom and Hoo chilled out with repeated viewings of…
Thie is gmom and Hoo singing along with Elmo till all hours of the night.
Peace out kids.