Took my dad out to lunch at IHOP. Mmmm. The Kiddo got so messy. Next time I will not order him fruit-topped pancakes. What was I thinking??? I love that he calls the sausage a hot dog, though. Anything to get him to eat meat! Then we went home for a nap and went over to my dad's (Opa's). And that is where the real "fun" began. Opa got a twinkle in his eye and said, "I know what we could do, and I bet Little Man would love it." I got all excited. I was ready for, "We could go ________." or "We could check out _______." But, oh no, he enthusiastically offered, "We can wash and wax your car!" Seriously. He was actually excited. I think asking me to come over was just a ruse to get me to vacuum the inside and wash the windshield. I won't even discuss the cup holder situation--let's just say it was winter and a paper cup of soda froze and thawed twice. He even did all of the waxing. It looks sooo beautiful now. And like Opa said, "It'll be easier to find now. It'll be the shiny one."