December found our son and his wife, now that they’re back in the US, bringing their young children for a wonderful Christmas visit. We all had a great time talking, reading stories, clambering around at a local playground, enjoying Christmas specials, and watching the children unwrap an unconscionable number of presents (grandparents gotta spoil ’em a little, right?)
I learned a lot over the ten days or so they were with us…
Our sweet daughter-in-law’s love language is “baked goods.” We all benefitted from this.
On a related note, glitter may not ever sweep up, but sprinkles can be tamed with due effort.
From high-chair level, little cheese cubes bounce 30% farther than little apple cubes.
Ripe banana chunks don’t bounce at all.
Q: How do you know whether a two-and-a-half-year-old and his 1-year-old brother are competing for Mom’s attention?
The box is just as much fun as the toy. (Wait… everyone already knows that)
Lace curtains are perfect for a grandma’s office, where you only need to filter the sunlight. They are less than optimal when you add a Pack & Play and a one-year-old who needs a nap.
Even the most elegant High Tea may require a plastic tablecloth.
No earthly joy compares to seeing your grandchildren’s excitement over their new gifts.
When the world’s fastest preschooler gets on a scooter, high-visibility clothing is a must.
We’re super thankful to have the rowdy little crew–and their patient, fun-loving parents–in the same part of the country with us for a while.
And now that I’ve caught my breath and come out of my sugar coma, I’d like to wish you all a belated Merry Christmas and a slightly-less-belated Happy New Year.
Thanks for reading!