My dad lives only 5 minutes away or less from our house and it is amazing. If I ever want to run errands on my own I can usually drop the boys off at his house and get things done a lot faster. And the boys love it over there. If we pass by without stopping, I usually hear about it. Sometimes we even have to turn around just to say "Hi!". Every time we drive by Brody is in the backseat yelling, "Ampa's! Ampa's!"
Today the boys were at my dad's while my sister and I went into town. They had a blast running around, playing, getting treats from grandpa, so on and so forth. And as always, they didn't want to leave.
Tonight I was giving the boys a bath and I was telling Brody that we get to go and see Hannah tomorrow to get his and Hunter's hair cut. I pretended to snip at his hair and make it fun because he doesn't love getting his hair cut. It's not is least favorite either and he is usually ok if we put a sucker in his mouth before we even begin. I must say though, he is a lot better than his brother was at this age. Anyways, I get done explaining our plans for tomorrow and his reply was, "I on't ant Annah. I want Ampa. Ampa's house." Wait, it gets better. He turns, looks at Hunter and says, "Hunter, you want Ampa too?" He must have thought 2 vs. 1 on not getting a haircut and going to Grandpa's would change my mind. The only thing I could do was laugh.
We shall see tomorrow if he is disappointed that we don't stop by Grandpa's on our way into town to cut the long over due hair off. Thank goodness Hannah has a bowl full of suckers waiting for us.
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