Today offically marks the start of "Operation Diet Hawaii." We are less than six weeks away from our Thanksgiving in Maui and we've both got what doctors call, "a little bit of a weight problem.''
Hmmm... slim fasting is the BEST!
Jack woke up with a cough today that could make a grown man cry. The kid is not having good luck in the sicky department.
He spent the day yesterday with his grandma who (we think) he calls "Nana." We are still not sure about it. Jack is still completely favoring his Ga. When Hubbie and I left him Sunday night, he waved and laughed. When Ga tried to go to the store not two hours earlier, the kid lost his mind.
He was howling, sobbing and dragging himself down the hall. It was a sad, sad thing.
Yes, he ended up going to the store with Ga.
At the restaurant for the trade-off he was excited to see us (we each got a hug) but as soon as Ga was finished parking the car, he was reaching for him. Stretching for him, actually.
Dad tries to say Jack misses us but we all know he's just trying to make us feel better about it.
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