I'm going to see Grammy

Cutest little story... We had been telling James that we were going to see Grammy, Auntie Jill, and Cousin Cion after his nap last Friday.  When he woke up from his nap, he said he wanted to go see Grammy and I explained that we still needed to pack and wait for Daddy.  After I packed his McQueen suitcase, James promptly picked it up and headed out the door, informing me: "I'm going to see Grammy!"  He then headed straight to the bathroom!  I asked why he was in there and he let me know that he always had to go pee-pee before he left the house.  (Duh Mom!!!!)  I suggested that maybe we should wait for Daddy to get home because he would probably like to go.  "No, I go alone!"  Well then!!!  When Daddy got home, I started packing the car in the garage.  James stood next to the car and asked to get in the car.  When I didn't help him in the car, he came around to the back and crawled in the back of the car, over the back seat, sat in his car seat, and attempted to buckle the seatbelt, all the while saying, "I'm going to see Grammy!" 

At this point, I decided the easiest way to get him out of the car was to call Grammy and explain our predicament.  Thankfully, Grammywas able to convince James that he should get out of the car so Mommy could feed Jack before driving to Grammy's!  I just thought it was so darn cute to see how excited James was to go see Grammy!!!!