And when he came home...

Adrian went for a week-long holiday at Nana and Papa's house. He went to the air show, the zoo, to see a movie, to play mini-golf...they wore him out with all the going and doing. And when he came home he was like a brand-new kid. Gone are the temper tantrums, the snarky comments, and being mean for the sake of meanness. My mom tells me that it goes in six month cycles, and I'm beginning to wonder if it has to do with being cooped in the house during the long and unpleasant winter months.
At any rate, he has been delightful for the past 2 weeks and I'm loving it.


In Fiona news: Chocolate pudding is good.