Phil is the middle grandson. He is a little sweetie, most of the time. When I picked the boys up for church this week, Phil said he wanted to come and live at my house. It seems that one of his favorite toys had gotten broken and he was mad at the person who broke it, and felt that if he came and lived with us, his stuff wouldn\’t get broken.

I laughingly told him he couldn\’t come live with us. Jenni\’s boyfriend, D, popped his head into the room and suggested that Phil just go ahead and pack his suitcase and move in with us. Next thing I know, Phil is upstairs packing up a suitcase. He looked SO cute coming down the steps with his little suitcase–it says, \”goin\’ to grandma\’s.\”

Of course, he went back home after church. It was so sweet, though, and I have to admit that if I were a little younger, I\’d spend a whole lot more time with those boys.






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