Yesterday, papa picked me up from school and heard a funny story. He found out that during lunch, I openly declared that Gracie and I are in love and we're getting married.
Papa told this story to Mama in the kitchen while Gracie and I were watching tv together. When mama came back in the tv room we were under a blanket and Gracie had her arm around me. Mama responded with "Feet on the floor and hands where I can see them!" Parents are the worst.
We headed outside to sweat a little in the heat and opened the new 50 pack of chalk that mama got for $2.
Grace wrote her name all by herself. And for the first time in my life, I felt the motivation to write more than one letter at a time and wrote my name under hers. Grace, you make me want to be a better man.
