Yes,I edited his name in my contacts. Can you blame me?
I blink at his message. Then I smile. He did it.
Me:When?
Daddy Cranky Pants:This weekend if that works for you.
Oh, the man is learning.
Me:That works for us.
Daddy Cranky Pants:Do you want to have them meet at your place or mine?
I think I’d prefer neutral territory, so neither place, but somewhere private would be better for Brynn.
Me:Your place.
Daddy Cranky Pants:Great. I’ll make brunch.
Me:You’ll make brunch?
Daddy Cranky Pants:What I meant to say is I’ll have someone else make brunch and have it delivered.
Me:Why don’t I come over early and we can make brunch together?
Daddy Cranky Pants:Great idea. Perfect.
Daddy Cranky Pants:Thank you.
Me:No problem.
Now, the question remains, how am I going to get Brynn and all of her gear over to his place, since I don’t have a car? Robin—
Daddy Cranky Pants:I’ll pick you girls up so you don’t have to worry about getting here.
Wow. He’s a mind reader.
Me:Sure. That works.
Daddy Cranky Pants:Is nine too early? I’m telling my family to be here at 11:30, so that will give us a couple of hours to get things ready. Is that enough time?
Me:Sounds good. Nine is fine.
Since we’re up early, nine will be no problem.
Daddy Cranky Pants:You’d better send me a grocery list. Otherwise, it’s going to be frozen pancakes from a box for everyone. LOL.
Me:Ha-ha. Right. I’ll make a list.
Daddy Cranky Pants:One more thing.
Me:Ok
Daddy Cranky Pants:Mind if I stop over tonight? I’ve got something for Brynn.
He’s always got something for one or both of us.
Me:Sure.
