We just arrived home after 4 days at Grammy and Grandpa's. I had the best time but it sure is nice to be home again. I have found all my favorite toys and thrown them all over the living room. Dad has made a fire in the fireplace and is reading a magazine. Mom is accepting my dictation and reading all the latest news.
She says I give her new vision. She told me that sometimes she thinks this apartment is too small-there's not room for all my stuff, let alone hers and Dad's. Then she sees my joy at being home, and remembers that she has a lot to be thankful for. This apartment has two bedrooms, unlike our last one. It also has a fireplace and a deck. And a dishwasher. Compared to others, we live in the lap of luxury. I am glad she feels that way, because it is my favorite place in the world.
Ah, it is good to be home.
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