This is what happens in the mornings when I turn my back for a few seconds.
Andrew and I had a lunch date with Nana and Grandma Great today! He was very happy. He has cried three times this week to go "home." On Monday and Thursday evenings when I pulled in the driveway after picking them up at Harsha, Andrew started screaming both days. As the tears flowed down his face he yelled, "No new house. I want grey house." The poor kid is still having a hard time.