“Goodnight! Please honk!”

Last night, we went to our friends' house. Jeremy and Christi are the parents of 2.5 year old Daniel, and we always have a great time with them. Although I met Daniel the day he was born, he always plays shy with me at church, always, always, always. At home though, he warms up to me in about 3 seconds, jabbering away and playing games and being super-adorable. Last night, I asked him, "Daniel, are you going to say 'hi' to me at church on Sunday?" LOOOOOONG pause. "No. I'm going to be shy!" We all burst out laughing, because this is SO Daniel! As we were leaving, Daniel was on the back porch, waving and shouting, "goodbye! goodbye! Please honk [the horn]!" I started blowing him kisses as Chad rolled his eyes. He thinks I'm such a flirt. Daniel started sending wet smacks back to me, very enthusiastically. "I'm going to say 'hi' to YOU, Daniel, on Sunday! Because you are blowing me kisses!" He just kept shouting his refrain. We honked.

This morning, I realized I'm not going to be in church on Sunday! I'll be driving, Lord willing, down to Chincoteague Island to join the aunties and Meredith for the week. But I'm going to say 'hi' to him NEXT Sunday. He is playing hard-to-get, but I am determined to win him over.