Friday, December 12, 2008

There's nothing like...

... a visit from a grandparent. We have had such wonderful visits from grandparents since we moved to Minnesota. And, for me, watching a young one experience a grandparent in high, concentrated volume a few times a year is a new concept; my kid days included grandparents RIGHT THERE IN TOWN. So we saw them ALL the time.

But there's something special about this version of Grandparent love too. Jackson got a visit from Grandma Lynette last week and he was stuck to her like glue. I still worked my normal morning schedule, so he and she had a few hours to themselves in the morning. By the time I got home, Jackson still greeted me with enthusiasm. But the hugs to Grandma were hard to compete with! He just had such an affection towards her. Grandma Lynette did a lot more than love on Jackson during her time here too: celebrated an early Christmas (the toy gifts for Jackson she had mailed here so that prevented us from having to drive them back), laundered and ironed, helped me around the house, and tons more. Thanks, Grandma. It was fun!




Jackson, see your really great outfit? Headed for the truck, Grandma.








1 comment:

no one said...

That's so sweet! My dad's parents lived in Tennessee while I was growing up and I don't think I could have loved them anymore if they lived down the road. Grandparents are very special no matter how close they live!
Sherri