"Is she here yet?"
I can't remember how many times my boys asked me that on Thursday. They knew Nana was on her way to visit, and even though I told them she would drive all day and get here around dinner time, they still asked over and over if she was "almost to our house yet?"
Nana made the long drive to spend time with us over a quick weekend visit. Thankfully she avoided the snow coming down and was able to enjoy sunny skies and warmer temps while here.
The boys got busy playing games with Nana as soon as she arrived, and Annalyse got busy being held and rocked and kissed as soon as Nana arrived.
Nana came with belated birthday gifts for Micah, which he was more than anxious to tear into. I told him he needed to wait until Dad got home from work and I'm sure that hour wait seemed infinitely long to him. He held his gifts. He shook his gifts. He tried to pry open a corner of the paper on his gifts. Sigh... so hard to be patient when there are packages just for you!
Although this sweet girl didn't make a peep the entire ride there, I'm sure she was just as excited about riding the train, too.
Yes, it was my child that intentionally kicked a cane collection a sweet homeless man had on the bus stop bench. Yes, it was my child that went ballistic when his mitten fell off and landed in the street. Yes, it was my child that insisted on stomping in every snow pile or or ice patch he discovered. Yes, it was my child that made deafening siren noises when he spotted an ambulance down the street.
After lunch, we said good-bye to Daddy (lucky guy got to return to a quiet office), and we headed to Imagine On, a children's library. I think we may have read a book (or at least half of one), but mostly the boys just played on the computers and explored the hands-on displays.
Annalyse got 100% attention from a doting Nana, and I sure hope she remembers that it's not like that when it's just me caring for her!
Besides just playing with trains and actually riding a train, Nana did lots of puzzles and read lots of books and played lots of games - all things that good Nana's do!
What's a fun afternoon outside without a little Stomp Rocket action?
All good things must come to an end. And tomorrow morning the good weekend with Nana will be over. She'll load up her car for a long drive North and we'll load up our car for a full day at church.