Hangin’ Out

“Mom,” the girl burst into my bedroom, “GrandpaisoutsideIjustsawhimcanIgoandseehimpleasepleasepleeeeeease?”

“Grandpa is outside?” I repeated it back to clarify that was for sure what she was talking about.
“Yes and I just want to see him PLEEEEEEEEASE can I go outside?!”
“What did Daddy say?” I asked, knowing her Dad was in the living room.
“He just said, ‘ask mom.’ so I am,” she replied and I LOVE the voice she uses when she quotes her Dad and uses her “dad” voice.
“How about this… you can run outside and say “hi” to him. He’s working though so don’t bug him. Just go say hi.”
“THANKS MOM!” She called out as she ran out of my room.
And that’s where my story ends. She didn’t come right back inside like I had expected.  Later on, my Dad let me know… the REST of the story.

“Hi Grandpa!” Lacy called out, running toward him.
“Hi, Lacy,” he waved back.
“My mom said I could just come out here and say hi to you,” she said as she climbed up next to him.
“Are you going back inside now that you’ve said hi?” he asked.
“Nope. I just like hangin’ out with you.”

May your grandpa be as cool as the one in our family -cool enough to *hang out with.
*boots suggested but not required.

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