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Not long after arriving at my parent's house, Grant started saying, "Horse" and would pull any adult he could find to the door. "Horse" he'd say. Over and over and over and over and, well you get the idea. I finally told him, "Buddy, the horses are going night-night in the barn." He thought about this for a minute, then said, "Marn?" It took me a minute to figure out he meant "barn". I said, "Yes, the horses are in the barn." He nodded his head, "Horse. Marn". Which he started saying over and over too. I finally told him, "Buddy, we're about to eat lunch, but after that, we'll go see the horses." He was satisfied with that answer.

As soon as lunch was over, he walked over to me, took my finger and led me to the door, "Horse. Marn", he said. We ended up driving over there, as it was about to rain. This child, who could talk of nothing else, was finally getting to see horses. But... as soon as he saw the horses, even though they were in their stables, he FREAKED out and started crying. It was a quick trip. Once he was straped back in his car seat, he sadly said, "Bye bye. Horse."

Grant likes to play in Grandmother's "pool".