Someone, Anyone, get me out of here!

So on Sunday we had a special Stake Conference.  The Presiding Bishop came and spoke, which we thought was way cool.  Edgar did pretty well, but by the end of the two hour meeting he was so tired and bored.  We stayed sitting to let the traffic thin out a little, but the people next to us got right up.  Edgar held out his hands, begging to go with them.  He cried when we made him stay with us.  He wanted to go home so bad.

I was enjoying Bishop Burton interacting with everyone; shaking hands, smiling.  After the crowed thinned out he walked right by us and his wife stopped to shake my hand(I must admit, I was hoping it would happen).  He told me how cute Edgar was and scruffled his hair shook my hand.  Well, Edgar looked at me, and looked at Bishop Burton, and looked at me as if to say "well mom, HE is outta here!" and then leaned for him and grabbed him by the coat lapels and yelled "PLEASE take me with you!!!"  Funny boy.