We weren't sure if grandkids were coming, but they did.
Parents brought them a tad late, yet that was okay, gave us time to finish our lunch. We had grandkids until suppertime.
What did they do? Just think Family Circus; that comic strip had it about right.
They started with the Cozy Coup (a Little Tikes riding toy), gravitated to a push toy, and then some ornaments on the Christmas tree. They dangled a toy fish attached by a string, and climbed the chairs, no not the stairs, the chairs.
THEN they climbed stairs, opened cabinets, explored the pantry, and tried to get in the broom closet.
"Ut-ut" was a mutter to get motorcycle riding Santa to sing. Can you just imagine "Born To Be Wi-i-ild, Born to Be Wi-i-id"?
Another "ut-ut" mutter was to get the stuffed pirate with a canary to sing "Some Like It Hot! Hot! Hot! How'd ya like it, how'd ya like it, hot, hot, hot!" Repeat, repeat, repeat.
They made a mess of the toy corner; pulled out a basket but didn't want anything that was in it, pulled out another basket and stood there tossing over the shoulder -- fling, fling, fling, everything fling. I mean it, the toys arced the shoulder to plop on the floor!
Once outside they squeaked "Meow" to Piper the cat, then with whole body laying on the deck started 3 feet in advance, belly down, to scoot to the top step.
Back inside they plunked and plinked at the piano, covered face in magic marker, cried about magic marker on fingertips, hung 6 coloring pages of Toothless (from How to Train Your Dragon show) on the wall, had many fits, chewed and wallowed then spit out Fisher-Price dog, stabbed scrambled eggs with spoon but ate with hands, spilled bowl of those eggs everywhere, cried 'cause pineapple wasn't cut up, ate all bananas, ate, ate, ate, and ate. You'd swear their parents didn't feed their kids!!!!!
That's just scratching the surface 'cause they also chased the kitty down the hall, click-clacked a train, drove a toy semi, cuddled Ty babies, and with vim and vigor swung a magnetic picker-upper until it was confiscated.
Next pieces of fluffy stuff was pulled from the Christmas tree skirt and squished into many characters like dragon, horse, and bird.
Don't forget diaper changes, and quick-almost didn't make it trips to the bathroom!
Amazingly, though, one child took a 2 hour nap, and still, all this happened!
It was joyful! There was laughter, excitement, adventure, fun, and contentment. And smiling crinkling eyes from them and grandparents, too.
Darling Hubby says, "I wouldn't have it any other way!"
Since this was at our house, I'll bet they sleep at theirs!
The day after at 6 a.m darling hubby woke up Grumpy, and he was sorry he woke me.
First thing he said? "You want to hear a joke? The grandkids are coming."
"Oh, boy," and girls!
