A week with Zachary

I had a first time experience keeping Zachary for a whole week. It was very interesting, challenging and exasperating at times. I think the boy thinks that I am a young person who is able to be on my toes at all times. I enjoyed his company even though I was not completely with him all the time. I worked and had him around the office in the afternoon.
Let me tell you that he is a very smart boy and has a photographic memory, just like David....you know, his dad. But I have to bring him around next time with a stop watch to let him understand that Fannett is not Kingwood in the sense that we do not have McDonalds every 2 miles. It was hard for him to understand that. He liked to go there everyday for chicken McNuggets, french fries and Sprite or Coke. That only happened for 3 days in a row but I had to stop it because I got tired.
He told me that he was a king at my house (he called a castle). At one point, he called me a servant because Kings have servants. Wow! I just laughed and I told him I was telling his parents. When Edi came by to pick him up, I told her that Zachary was ok except ...and he finished my sentence by saying, when I called you a servant, Lola.
Oh well, like I told David, he enjoyed his vacation by staying in bed till 10am. We went to bed by 11pm. Of course he got to eat, play and swim like its nobody's business. He is close to being a mocha but vanilla in his butt butt. Zachary also told me that his dad is mocha, mom, vanilla and he is cappuccino. What a guy.
What can I say? It is so good to be grandparents. We get to return the kids to the parents. Ha ha ha.