This weekend Charlie packed up his backpack with clothes and decided that we were going to Mary and Josephs. Now, these two names are engrained in his head because of prayer time before bed each night and really what he meant to say is Mary and Rich's cottage.
Apparently he's very fond of that cottage last summer and decided that we'd go back. He also made it clear that they were welcome to stay at our house if they needed a place to stay while we were there. Too funny.
We did make it out to the driving range on Saturday after playing around in the back with the neighbours. At the driving range there is a mini-putt as well and he aslways asks to do it and we always avoid it. This time we said that we'd come back with our neighbours son, also called Charlie, this afternoon. It never happened because of South-Side-Charlie's nap schedule.
We visite Aunt Pat at Marina towers as well for dinner and the best part was running around the hallway. Literally, running around, since its just that round. What a blast and man, can he boogie.
These days skating is always a no and he's just not interested at all in that. Swimming yes, but he's been sick lately so don't want to make it worse right now so we avoided the swims.
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