Visiting family

A couple of weeks ago, my aunt and her granddaughter came to visit. As part of that visitation, we made a trip to Bolivar to see my youngest son and his children, all girls, ranging in age from 12 to almost three. Since we arrived in the middle of the afternoon during their spring break, we had a good time visiting with my son while waiting for mom to return from work. The youngest (almost 3-year-old) immediately started showing my 90-year-old aunt the house and explaining in great detail where everything was. They even went back to the playroom, where they both sat on the floor, playing with the dollhouse.

Meanwhile, we had a discussion out front that this would be a good opportunity to take the family out to dinner, but we had made no decision about where dinner might be. After awhile, the great-aunt and the youngest came out of the playroom, and the almost 3-year-old granddaughter said, "Aline wants to eat at Taco Bell." It soon became apparent from the look on my aunt's face that this had not been discussed, but it was obvious that the granddaughter at a young age had learned how to try to find an ally so she could eat at her personal favorite restaurant.

We ended up eating at the local Mexican restauarant, which I guess was a compromise. It looks like the young granddaughter may have a career in sales since she was certainly starting at a young age with her efforts to sell Taco Bell to the rest of us.