And play, and play, and play!
The grandparents have been doing super-duty this week with Sam at Mamaw/Papaw's and Kate with Grandma/Granddad. We've called home daily to find out what the kiddos are up to, and it seems that the old rumors of grandparent spoiling are hardly exaggerated.
Sam spent the week in Hutch and took two trips to the State Fair, went to the Cosmosphere and the IMAX, went shopping (natch!), played t-ball, and ate bologna/cheese sandwiches for breakfast. At least they recognize the discrepancies between my upbringing and Sam's grandparent-experience. I always tease Dad about how he never let Philip and I touch the trains, much less run them at the age of 3 (like Sam). But they NEVER let us ride carnival rides. Oh no. They were too expensive, too dangerous, too... Well, Sam rode not once, but twice. And he rode everything. What a fun trip!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Kate was dipping her chicken nuggets in caramel apple dip, doing puzzles, playing downstairs (usually reserved for Sam!), and running the household. Unfortunately (for them, not us), it rained like monsoon season all weekend long, so their outside exploits were limited. Until one morning, they innocently (yeah right) opened the patio door to let Miss Kate look out at the rain. With a moment's of hestitation, she went outside to explore, getting soaked in her pjs and loving it. They quickly stripped off the jammies and let her parade around out back in her diaper-- dancing in the rain. What a girl. They even sent us a picture.
So if you've ever wondered what your kids do when they are away from home, I'm sure it looks something like this:
The grandparents have been doing super-duty this week with Sam at Mamaw/Papaw's and Kate with Grandma/Granddad. We've called home daily to find out what the kiddos are up to, and it seems that the old rumors of grandparent spoiling are hardly exaggerated.
Sam spent the week in Hutch and took two trips to the State Fair, went to the Cosmosphere and the IMAX, went shopping (natch!), played t-ball, and ate bologna/cheese sandwiches for breakfast. At least they recognize the discrepancies between my upbringing and Sam's grandparent-experience. I always tease Dad about how he never let Philip and I touch the trains, much less run them at the age of 3 (like Sam). But they NEVER let us ride carnival rides. Oh no. They were too expensive, too dangerous, too... Well, Sam rode not once, but twice. And he rode everything. What a fun trip!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Kate was dipping her chicken nuggets in caramel apple dip, doing puzzles, playing downstairs (usually reserved for Sam!), and running the household. Unfortunately (for them, not us), it rained like monsoon season all weekend long, so their outside exploits were limited. Until one morning, they innocently (yeah right) opened the patio door to let Miss Kate look out at the rain. With a moment's of hestitation, she went outside to explore, getting soaked in her pjs and loving it. They quickly stripped off the jammies and let her parade around out back in her diaper-- dancing in the rain. What a girl. They even sent us a picture.
So if you've ever wondered what your kids do when they are away from home, I'm sure it looks something like this:
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