McCoy is just to the stage where he is trying to figure out who everyone is. "Nana is my mom's mom" he kept saying. Then he would go through all the grandparents and how they were related. It is cute to see the wheels spin in his head. McCoy really wanted to go home with my mom. He knew Benita was there so to him it seemed fabulous. He cried and cried when I said it would have to be another day.
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