Hawkins spent the night with my Mom and Dad last night. The following was written by my father, whom Hawkins is named after.
Last night, watching "Land of the Lost", I was in one recliner and Hawkins was snuggled in the other with his Grammy. I couldn't resist stirring the pot (you know how I am), "Hawkins, want to sit with me?". Not taking his eyes off the tv, "Sit with Grammy". Well I couldn't accept such a quick dismissal, so about 30 seconds later, "Hawkins, want to come sit with me?". Being the well seasoned almost three year old diplomat, he replied "Not...yet". You know what I mean, that slight hesitation between "not" and "yet". Ok, a little encouragement there. So, again another 30 seconds or so later, "Hawkins, wanta come sit with me?". I shoulda' stuck with "not yet". He tilted his head slightly in my direction, angled down ever so slightly, such that he could only see me with his left eye, and with a stern look on his face replied, " N..O 'pells 'no'! ".
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