Josh arrived this morning on a red-eye flight from Denver. He's here to road-trip up to Maine with us and join the big celebration for my birthday next week. Tired, but hungry, he opted to go out to breakfast before coming home for a nap. Of course we went to B&Es, the diner we've been taking him to all his life. As the three of us settled into our booths, Heidi and I hardly needed to look at the menu, but Josh took a minute.
"Don't you want a milkshake to go with that?" I teased him, after he ordered scrambled eggs, sausage, and grits.
"Did I used to get that?" he asked.
"Yeah," I laughed, "and then you never ate your breakfast."
"Why did you guys let me do that?" He shook his head.
"It was fun, and you were on vacation," I told him.
"And because you wanted it, and we loved you!" Heidi added.
"I guess you did spoil me," he said, "but it seems to have worked out fine."
Everyone needs someone in their life who will spoil them! (Joanne)
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