Isaiah spent last weekend with him and as we were getting ready to go home Sunday (Halloween morning), he told me that he "wouldn't recommend Hesston."
I said, "Hesston is a nice place to live. It's quiet, the people are nice, and it's not too big."
"But Grandma, you don't understand! (insert expressive hand movement and intense facial expression) There's no Walmart! No movie feeater! Only food!"
As I tried (in vain) to keep from laughing, he said, "I can't do nuffin except get food there!"
Poor, mistreated little guy...
