James has been on call all week and worked the weekend. He was home for quite a while on Saturday, but dosed off on the couch. Molly and I decided to let him sleep in peace. We went to my mom's for a few minutes, then the grocery store, then found dinner at a drive-up, then went back home before he had to leave to his last appointment.
Willie wanted to go to the store with us. He was helpful and pushed crazy Molly in the cart while I loaded the basket. He unloaded the groceries into the car while I loaded screaming Molly in her car seat. He drove through the drive-up window with us and wanted french fries and a courtesy cone. While he ate his fries, I kept stealing them and handing one at a time to Molly.
I told him he could take fries out of another pack since I was taking his. "I'm not about and eye for an eye. I'm above that," he says. Goof ball. Thanks for sharing with your niece.
