A man named John

So, Griffin loves his Uncle John.  He loves him a lot.  He just might love him too much after my experience yesterday :)

The man working on my grandmother’s condo came by to pick up some money.  We were outside to meet him and I said to Griffin, “this man’s name is John, just like your Uncle John.”  Well, immediately this made this John “good people” in Griffin’s book.  He asked him to come inside with him, into his house, his friend John.  Although John has a child (his is around Paisley’s age) he didn’t understand Griffin and told him, “it’s ok.  I’m leaving in a second and then you can go back inside your house.”

So, a few moments later Griffin heads for the door, John walks to his car, and I proceed to follow Griffin into the house. THIS is where it gets ugly.  He runs screaming after John, “my friend, my John. no go.  come with me now, in my house.”  Full on tantrum on the front lawn as JOhn looks back at me unsure whether to run or come try to help me (he drove away :) )  15 minutes and the tears were still flowing for John.

Guess there is just something in the name for him???  hahahha

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