kidnapped

After our last successful beach weekend my parents mentioned that they were thinking about taking Lucy with them to the next one alone for a Nana-Papa-Lucy adventure. My mom mentioned it to Lucy last week, and she was immediately excited, asking every day after when she was going on an adventure with Nana and Papa.

They planned to get pick her up on Thursday and bring her back on Sunday, for three nights of fun, her longest stretch away from us and vice versa. This was our conversation Thursday morning as soon as she woke up:

L: Where am I going today?

M: Do you remember?

L: To Nana and Papa’s house!

M: That’s right!

L: And where am I going with Nana and Papa?

M: Do you remember?

L: To the BEACH!!!

M: That’s right.

*pause*

M: I am going to miss you this weekend, but I’m glad you are going to have fun with Nana and Papa and Titi.

L: I don’t want you to miss me! I love you. You should not miss me.

M: I will only miss you a little then.

L: No! you should not miss me a little, I always come back. I will leave Oddie and Piggy here and you can pretend that they are Lucy.

M: I think you might miss them.

L: No, I won’t miss them. *pause* I AM going to take them with me!

*pause*

Mommy, I don’t want you to miss me.

So we sent our costumed bumblebee off to play with Nana, and Shaggy and I have had a relatively quiet house for the last three days, except that we kept Arlo for ransom. Whereas Lucy punches keys on my computer if I'm working when I should be playing, Arlo just jumps right on top of the thing.

Yesterday I made hash for breakfast and there was no one to steal our bits of bacon.