IB (grandson). This image of him was made by TJ (my daughter’s son)
I have Masha’Allah four grandsons, three belonging to Son, and one belongs to daughter. IB is going through the phase which is really annoying, having a haircut in which one eye is covered all the time. He looks at you through that curtain of hair.
Son, and I had IB for a month stay, in which Son was mostly absent from home, and I had IB to myself. I wanted IB to extend his stay to one more week. Although he wouldn’t get out of his room, except for numerous forays to the pantry, (where all his goodies procured by Son were) or the fridge. I would get the feeling I wasn’t alone.
After my asking him to stay, a phone message was received by Son to return him to his Mom the same evening. Another disappointment to face!
Believe me, before going he wasn’t worried 😟 about me on my own, but he was worried sick about the fate of the resident mouse in our garage. Son was laying traps for the blighter before leaving for LA for another case. I wanted IB to remove it (I’m very squeamish) once we were lucky enough to catch it. I know I will cower with fright, and scream when I see it, and If no one is there to remove it I will be frantically waiting for Son to come back.
IB put a question to me, “Would you kill a bunny (rabbit)”?
If I had known what was coming next I would have thought over my answer. “No never”.
“Then how can you think of killing a mouse 🐁. It’s so cute. Have you looked at its’ face. It looks just like a bunny”.
My answer was that he couldn’t compare a rabbit with a mouse. In his effort to convert me to his point of view, he wanted me to look over his mouse photos on his iPhone which I refused to see.