My mom reminded me today of Grant's imaginary friend, Paul. Let me tell ya...that Paul was some rascal! Paul appeared around the time of Avery's birth....maybe right before. When I told Grant to do something he didn't particularly care to do, he was quick to tell me what Paul thought about it...not him, but Paul. Paul was very mischievous...we got to hear about all of his tales. I even vaguely remember Beau and I having to send Paul away for a few days and would you know, he went! Grant informed us that Paul was the size of a mosquito and so was his father. His father's job was to sit atop the streetlights and change their colors for traffifc. Apparently Paul's mom was in jail...not sure where that one came from. Anyway, we don't hear much about Paul anymore but Grant informed me today that he is in fact still around...he just stays out of town a lot. It think that is best for all of us. Good ole Paul...