By the end of the trip, however, both of them were exhausted from all the commotion and exhortations to share. In the last few days of the trip, I promised Zach that if he was a real good boy, I would take the interloper away. This was a relief to him, of course, because he had been very concerned when his mother babysat Zeke for a few hours that day. Who was this little kid and why was he entitled to play with Zach's toys and Zach's mama?!
Still, you can see how well they got along even on the last day of our trip to Florida. They held hands in the car all the way home after a (failed) attempt to get them to take their picture with the Easter Bunny.



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