Aunt Rick

I'm Aunt Rick now. I kept my great nephew this afternoon while Jilda worked and we spent the time outside.
He'd rather go outside and down to the barn than eat.
He climbed on the tractor and figured out in a matter of seconds how to turn the flashers on. That tractor's been at the barn for two years and I never figured out how to turn on the flashers.
I told him he needed to turn the flashers off because it would run down the battery. He asked the required, why, why, why, to the 3rd power then he said OK Aunt Rick and turned the flashers off.
I mock scolded him and said I'm not Aunt Rick, I'm Uncle Rick! He laughed uncontrollably. I wish I had recorded it because there is nothing like the laughter of a child.
He then said, you're not Uncle Rick, you're Aunt Rick! And then he'd laugh. We must have gone back and forth for twenty minutes.
When his Nanna came to pick him up, big tears came up in his eyes and he kept saying, "Jordan wants to stay with Aunt Rick, Jordan wants to stay with Aunt Rick!
His Nanna looked at him, then at me. I told her it was a long story and she nodded as if to say she understood.
He went with her, but they had to walk down to the barn so that he could show her how to turn on the flashers.
To be continued.