I spent the weekend with this handsome little guy. This year may be the last when he opts to stay home with Mom during hunting season and I’m taking advantage of what time I have left. We stayed up ’til all hours, watched TV that only we could appreciate, ate all our favorite foods, and slept late every morning. He did manage a few hours with Maw Maw & Paw Paw while I went to a shower, but other than that, it was just us. Is it wrong for me to hope he chooses me just one more year? I don’t like my odds.