Went with our grandson ( the one who's daddy passed away a month and a half ago)to the sorta local Legoland. We, the kid, his mommy, and his grammie and grampie, all of us had a great time. We ran around, we laughed, we pushed buttons, we oow-ed and aww-ed, we shot mummies and monsters, we took lots of pictures, we climbed on things, we shot air guns and occasionally we cried because we were tired and grumpy - and sometimes just because we missed the kid's daddy.

We wore the kid out. He was out by the time we turned the first corner out of the parking lot, slept thru dinner and most the way home.

It was a good day, we all healed a bit and we got to eat and talk with our daughter while the kid slept. She misses adult conversations and the presence of her true love in her household.

She's at the "what if" stage in her grief.

I missed my nap today for some reason, its late. Goonight!

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