We had a visit from Nana and Grandpop, who traveled a whole day each way to get to us. They were our first visitors in the new house. It was a wonderful break. Joe took off from work and we used the visit as an opportunity to stop housework for a few days.
Each kid got lots of attention from each parent and grandparent.
JohnJohn learned some new words like “LET GO!” (although I wouldn’t necessarily have used that with Nana ;)) and “boo boo” and “hug”.
The kids got new toys (how does that happen?). We ate some great meals together in our kitchen and had lots of toasts to gratitude for the visit and to us making a happy home. We even trouble-shot some minor issues with the house (thanks, Mom and Dad!).
We laughed a lot! We loved having them. And it makes me wish we lived closer even though they’re happiest living in the City and we’re happiest living in the Country.
Have you noticed how hard it is to go back to routine after a visit with loved ones? We’re all a little down today.
Molly, the toughest of my cookies, even cried a little bit last night. So, I’m sitting under the patience sign that my pal sent me to keep me focused a few years ago, looking up the definition of “blessing”. Because if a blessing is something that promotes or contributes to happiness, well-being, or prosperity, then that is what happened here this week.