When Grandma comes to town, I cease to exist. My boys only want Grandma's love and attention and help. Hey, I say no problemo to that!
She left this morning to fly home, so the transition back to my rules and my routine will take some time for the boys. They've had three weeks of rotating spoiling from Grandpa, Grandma, and Nana.
Painting and poking... Grandma had a genius idea to have the boys paint Styrofoam balls and then poke cloves into them. Usually we do this with oranges but we figured toddlers would have the oranges smashed and maimed in their attempts to gently poke the cloves. No matter - the Styrofoam and cloves still make the room smell wonderfully Fallish.
Making teddy bear biscuits... once again, it was Grandma's idea so she supervised assembly and clean up. I supervised taste testing - again.
By now Grandma is probably getting off her plane and waiting for her suitcase. And the rest of us? We're all tired from a fun week and headed upstairs for naps!
(Oh... you're wondering why Annalyse and I aren't in any of these pictures? That's simple: we chilled and relaxed in the background while Grandma maintained a flurry of activity to keep two little boys busy!)