We stopped to look at an abandoned house covered in bees alongside this cotton field on our drive home. Actually we had to stop because Isaac had to go to the bathroom. But I took Isaac to a cotton patch when he was one, so it was nice to do the same with Eloiser.
My parents left the day after we got back. Last time we dropped them at the airport, Isaac refused to get in the car without Grandma and Pa and just stood on the airport sidewalk and wept. This time I tried to plan ahead. After we walked them to security, we hurried off. “I’m sad that Grandma and Pa went away!” Isaac looked up at me in the airport, on the edge.