Impending Doom Ain't So Bad

What I learned today was that even if disaster strikes, I'll be okay. Hot Mama and Daddy tonight decided it would be fun to do some indoor skydiving, so Gram and Grampa came over to watch Wyatt and I. And with my parents impending doom hanging over our collective heads, I gotta say we had a great time. Grampa blew bubbles out of his mouth and I loved that. And Gram sang me some songs that were jovial. It was like my parents not being there didn't even matter. We had fun nonetheless, even though they could have been scrambled eggs at that point.

But they weren't. They turned up poached.

And we were sunnyside up.

Thanks Gram and Grampa. I think I love you.