sweeties

After Little Missy traumatized all of us at Johnny Carrino's we were walking to the car and I was holding her hand when G said "I want to hold her hand, too." Well, with how she'd acted in the restaurant I wasn't too sure she'd let him, and when he reached out to hold her hand she kind of shuffled her hand like she didn't want him to hold it, but actually she was trying to get her sweater out of the way because she did want to hold his hand. So my two beautiful sweeties held hands all the way to the car, which was in the hotel parking lot adjacent to the restaurant's parking lot. When we got home she was out of the car first and walked to his side of the car so that she could hold his hand on the way into the house. They make my heart happy.