Brad leaves tomorrow. (Or today, depending on when you are reading this.) Boooooo….
He’s been sick and is taking cough and cold medicine, poor guy. He came down one morning and said, “I lost the cup to the cough medicine.” I replied, “Oh, you didn’t lose it – Wally stole it.”
Stupid cup thief. He steals them, plays cup soccer and then hides it somewhere in the house.
We’ll miss you, Brad. Wally most of all.
Mom says
Get well, Brad. Hope we see you next year.
Brad says
I’m feeling much better today. And I’m glad Wally got some new cups out of the deal.