A week ago, just before dinnertime, Grandpa and Grandma pulled up in front of the mailbox and I had three kids scrambling to get out the front door as fast as possible. After thirteen hours of driving, my parents arrived and immediately began to play and laugh and tickle my three beyond-excited and will-you-please-do-this-and-this-and-this-with-me kids.
They enjoyed watching my boys play soccer; celebrating Annalyse's birthday a few days early; exploring the National White Water Center; and just playing games here at home. A simple visit with two people our family loves dearly and misses terribly.
"Maybe someday Grandpa can help us make a shelf that comes off the ceiling in our bedroom so that our baby brother can have a bunk bed in our bedroom, too." This is one piece of quality furniture, however, that I actually don't want my dad to make.
Annalyse informed me I wasn't playing "going to the library and running errands the right way." Apparently Grandma pretend plays way better than I do. And, she's willing to take pretend play orders from a three year old.
Micah lost another tooth late that morning and before I could capture a picture of the changed smile, he had the phone and was asking to call Grandpa and Grandma.
Grady Lee told me I wasn't using a fun voice for the spelling words and that "using tools for science with Grandpa is more fun than using colored pencils with Mom."
So, pretty please, Dad and Mom, know that our family loves you. We miss you, We appreciate you. We value you. And, it goes without saying, but, we know you offer a whole lot of fun when you're around!