Do you see anything here besides pure, unadulterated joy? Nope - me neither.
We're having withdrawals at my house. Grandparent withdrawal. My parents arrived at our house on the evening of June 16th. Dad stayed the weekend. Mom stayed for 2 weeks while she babysat Neal's kids in Saratoga Springs. We kept the kids occupied with the Highland Splash Pad, Kangaroo Zoo, sprinklers and trampolining, bike riding, otter pops and sunshine. We spent every. single. day. together. It was marvelous.
Then, when my mom went home, I decided to follow her to Tahoe for our annual summer trip to the lake. Our 2 weeks at Tahoe were filled with hiking, graham cracker houses, fireworks, good food, swimming, kayaking, crawdad fishing, rock hopping, good food, shopping, playing with cousins, good food and complete exhaustion. And did I mention that there is nothing but good food at Granny and Grandpaw's? We had a ball.
|My boys. On top of the World. |
Knock Your Socks Off Rock.
We came home last Saturday night, July 16th, tan and happy. And yes, that's exactly one month following my parents' arrival at our house in June. I have been trying very hard to keep my boys busy and entertained, but it's not easy. How do you compete with a month filled with darling cousins and attentive grandparents? It's simple: You don't.