We Aim To Please

It seems that our whirlwind visit with Hunter and Chloe was a success. Hunter tells me we managed to squeeze in everything on his mental list of things-to-do. Chloe had hoped for a visit to their cousins' house, in addition to our planned get-together. Next time. 

Whew. So what if we collapsed after hooking up with Christian for their return trip?? What are grandparents for? Seems that all the kids know the answer to that one, as we continually try to fulfill their every little wish.

On Friday, the fog and mist turned snow into the perfect degree of squishiness to make a witchy sort of Frosty, after sledding on the mini hill became tiresome. The choco-chips that were supposed to be used for decorations seem to have found the way to Hunter's lips, if you look carefully.

When Aubs and Gav arrived, all you-know-what broke loose. By dinnertime, Bri 'n' Kell walked into a kiddie-style zoo. Thing is, we managed a bit of adult conversation, too. It was nice. What's the big deal if we had to lock the kids in the playroom??
Just kidding… a few threats did the trick. :-)

We sang "Happy Birthday" to the boys - again. Their special events were in January, but they weren't together to celebrate, this year. What the heck. It's always the right time for a par-tay. Before we could blink, departure day was on the horizon.

At Saturday's designated Dunkin' meeting place, we found a Punch Buggy just starting to reappear after what seemed to be a snow burial.
Thing is, it hasn't snowed in over a week, so we're wonderin' what it looked like immediately after the dual blizzards. Also a bit strange in this photo is the oak tree, behind the Bug. Notice how it never shed spent leaves.

Good-bye hugs and kisses are always a tad bittersweet, but Hunter left me smiling. He was about to get into the car when he bounded back to me, reaching out and saying,

"Just one more hug, G'ma. I love you."

Yes. That is Grand Love at its very sweetest. Be still, my heart.

♡