Last Friday I had the treat of spending the day with my absolutely darling, but growing up way to fast, grandson, Lucas.
We decided we would go see the Peanuts movie and have lunch at Applebees. What more could a grandmother ask for?
We went to Applebees and decided to play tic, tac, toe while we waited for our order to be filled. Now Lucas is only 6, so I am in the habit of letting him win most of the time. I occasionally win a game in order to show him some strategy. To my surprise after winning two games, I watched as Lucas deliberately let me win a game and then gave me a lesson in strategy.
After we played a few more games, Lucas spied a sign on the table. He is a beginning reader and sounded out Happy Hour. The next question I wasn’t prepared for. “What is Happy Hour, MeMe”? I have to admit for about 30 seconds I was stumped for an answer and then I said to him, Lucas any hour I get to spend with you is a happy hour. Well, I was rewarded with the biggest hug and a kiss.
We went to see the Peanuts gang and I am so happy to report that in this age of hi tech movies, he was very engaged with the story and told me after the film ended that he really liked the movie.
All in all this day was like unwrapping a delicious box of chocolates and finding that they were not only delightful to look at but the box was filled with all your very best favorites.
Wishing you many happy hours,