On Thursday at about 10:30 a.m. my four grandkids arrived for a sleepover. They are still young enough to enjoy sleepovers at my house but I know those days will not last forever. That is one of the reasons I want to enjoy them while I have the opportunity. Each one of them enjoys personal attention so I was on (you know like being ON stage) for the entire day until bedtime. I played more games in one day than I have probably played in the last year. They love to play games. We made cookies. They love to crack eggs and stir up dough. We ate popcorn. They love popcorn. We watched a movie. They love movies. We had chicken legs for dinner. They love chicken legs...especially the bones. (one has a little collection :) We had french toast for breakfast. They love syrup. I passed out plenty of apples. They love apples.
As you can see I tried to make their time here revolve around what they love. But what I know for certain is that they enjoyed their sleepover because they love me. What a humbling thing to have four children in your care who do not have to be here but want to be!
The sleepover is here to stay as long they will participate. The reason is simple...I love my grandkids. I will cherish each and every moment together.
Thanks to each of you for your time this weekend. Thank you Seth for leading Addy in bedtime prayers. Thank you Everett for your consideration of my feelings when you did not like the smoothy. Thank you Tristan for your consideration of the feelings of the young man in Nino's when you did not like the chicken pot pie you tasted. Thank you Addy for your "I'm sorry, Grandma" whenever you thought you did something wrong. Thank you Kalin and Barb for allowing me to be a part of your children's lives. My thanks to God for giving me the experience of these four precious grandchildren.
I am putting my feet up now but they would hit the floor again if I heard little hands tapping at my door.
