Laura, Henry, and I went out to dinner Friday night at one of our favorite local restaurants. Henry was having a grand ol' time getting the attention of almost everyone waiting for a table. Every move to a new location (House to Car, Car to Restaurant Lobby, Restaurant Lobby to Table) seemed to have it's own challenge, even switching from coloring to eating.
At one point Henry was standing up in the both looking back into the lobby waving at no one in particular and Laura says: "What is with you today, Henry? You seem to be having trouble with Transition States."
And then she just sat there unable to believe what she had just said.
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