He's who I have left and I'm really happy I enjoy being around him so much.
Yesterday we went to Salt Lake to visit with my parents and grandma. He was in charge of the playlist in the car.
After we had lunch, the two Marks went to Callister for horseshoes. It's a store that sells cowboy/horse kind of stuff and I'm sure the smaller Mark fit right in with his Star Wars t-shirt, shorts and flip flops.
My mom and grandma and I did some of our own errands. When we were at the grocery store, I felt sort of like a little kid again. It's been a while since I have grocery shopped with them. I considered asking my mom if I could have a treat if I was good (my kids got it from somewhere) but then I remembered she bought me lunch.
The Marks ended up at the doctor's office where my dad had an appointment. The office is right by the hospital in the enormous Intermountain Health Center complex. Mark texted his dad, "I'm at the hospital."
Adam texted back, "What?"
Whose idea was it to give Mark a phone anyway?
When we finished our errands and had delivered Grandma home (and helped put away her stuff), my mom and I went to the Marks. The parking lot is huge and my mom wanted to park near their car so she could give me the sunglasses that were left there a few weekends ago. We drove around looking and finally found it.
Then I noticed my phone:
It was from Mark. He had been watching us from the 6th floor.
When I saw him I said, "I didn't see your texts. I was driving."
Whose idea was it to give Mark a phone anyway?
Phone or not. I'm grateful for that kid.
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