Last night Brycen and I went to yet another in-home daycare, ran some errands, and made our way home. He got to play outside for a little bit, but was disappointed when he had to come in for supper... food is way down low on the totem pole when the weather is nice to be outside.
As we were finishing up supper, Brycen asked if we could call somebody on my phone. I asked who... suggesting Grandpa & Grandma Fara, Gramps & Grandmpa Blanchard, Uncle Ross... who? His response was (Great) Grandpa & Donna. It must have been a "God-incidence" because we haven't spoken to Grandpa Dave & Donna in a while. For some reason, it was meant that we called them. Brycen was shy at first on the phone, (surprise, surprise!) but had a good conversation with them.
At one point Donna asked what Brycen had been up to or something that prompted him to say the words, "I'm going to shoot baskets when I grow up." Clear as day... I'd never heard him say that. I laughed and asked if he was going to play football... nope. I asked if he was going to be a wrestler and wrestle when he grew up... nope. Apparently Brycen will be shooting baskets when he grows up. For a 27 month old to say that it really shocked me.
We all know that his Mama will enjoy it because I love shooting baskets!
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