Lorelai loves the sandy area around the swings in the yard behind our house. I don’t know what it is. But when we go back there, it’s because she’s run back there.
And it’s not like she thinks it’s just an enormous litter box. I mean, she’s not Alfred!
No, I just think she likes the way it feels on her feet and how she can dig and dig without ever hitting a bottom.
Izaak is…trying to see what she sees in it.
He’s not quite understanding what she thinks is so awesome about it, but he’s really trying.
Just when he’s starting to appreciate the sandy goodness…
…Rory shows up.
And proceeds to tell Zak that he doesn’t know how to enjoy the sand properly and he’s doing it all wrong.
Uh, Rory? I think this is an example of “to each his own.”
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