Jack is oh-so-sick. (It's the same thing I had last week....poor boy.) When it was time to go get Greg there was no way he could go. So, I called the nearest sitter, Grandpa. He was happy to come sit with Jack.
Greg came whipping up the ramp and into the front door.
My dad said:
"Hey Greg! How are you doing?"
Greg said:
"I'm kicking ass today, Ross!"
That just about says it all.
3 comments:
Oh my gosh I love it. That is hysterical. :)
So sorry to hear Jack got sick! Hopefully Halle and Greg don't get it! That is really weird...it hit you like a bomb! Wish I would have done more for you when we were there. Good luck! Glad Greg made it home. He seems to be in good spirits. Keep up the good work :)
AWESOME!
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