Pax got in some Aunt Alexis and Grandmama/papa time and I trained at my parent's gas station and I shopped...mostly shopped.
The lake of the ozarks has some of the best vintage finds. Much of the demographic is retired and high income - people coming from all over the world settling in or coming for long stays during the summer and holidays - all replacing their aged pieces with new things...leaving those who want them...to readily find them.
Paxton loved shopping with his mama today. He loved the long drive home (yeah - that's a lie). And he's loving on me as I'm blogging - loving me so much he's fighting sleep to just be with me...or just out of his crib. I don't mind him using me.
Who knows...later we may actually go to bed. But for now I think Pax is scheming a late night breakfast out of me...bisquits and gravy...Oh...baby gravy.