It's Always Fun When Papa and Grandmonny Come.

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You'd think somewhere in the midst of a four-day visit with

Grandmonny and Papa,

our schedule would slow, or stall, or somehow make room for leisure and laziness.

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Not so.

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Our good {grand}parents survived a week (and weekend) of pure chaos, but weathered it with patience and love. Just the way they always do.

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Between running to and fro to meetings, appointments, field trips, snow-days and seminars, they snuck in a few fun family moments.

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Grandpa treated the girls to Gunther Toody's and snuggles.

Grandmonny & Papa playing a wicked game of pictionary,

and made the kids laugh until they were nauseous.

Then, of course, Mere just sat around and relaxed and....WHAT?! What is that?! Is Mere actually DOING MY LAUNDRY on her week off?! Despite my most desperate pleas to NOT do anything that resembles work?!

Oh, Mere. You saint. I love you for catching up that big-ol' batch of laundry. Thank you.

Sunday finally offered us all a moment of peace. We were dressed in our peaceful clothing. Perched on our peaceful doorstep. Smiling our most peaceful smiles.

And, then, the peaceful moment was gone.

Thankfully, memories of the trip

will linger a lot longer than the peaceful moments did.

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Thanks for the visit, Grandmonny and Papa!

We Love You Both So Much!