"I want my Papa Johnson back"

We got an unexpected, last minute visitor this past weekend. One of those hot deals, e-saver type flight came up for Detroit to Charlotte direct. I emailed it to Grammy and said, "Who wants to come to Charlotte in two days!?" And sure enough, Papa Johnson flew into an AWESOME weekend with the Turek Family! First, we couldn't of planned better weather. Upper 70s to mid 80s and sunny the entire time he was here. We spent the weekend playing 69' Camaro (Rick's camaro finally came home from the shop!) and playing boat/fun/sun. On Monday, we went to the island across the lake from us. We packed a picnic and sand toys. We were the ONLY ones there. We felt like we were on a tropical vacation. It was great. Will enjoyed playing with his toys in the sand and swimming. He did not care that the water temperature was 69 degrees! But after about an hour, his teeth were chattering. :) When we came back for nap, my Dad ventured off with Keith for a little bit for some more boating fun in the sun. Will and I were walking up the stairs towards the house and he kept saying, "I want my Papa Johnson back. I want my Papa Johnson back." When Will woke up the next morning, he knew Papa was leaving to go home to Grammy. When I walked into his room he said to me, "I want my Papa Johnson back." Awww.

Grammy, I think you are going to be chopped liver when you visit in two weeks! Sorry. :) We can't wait to see you!!!