So he finally made it home and we raced to the tree lot and got there shortly before it closed.
A whole bunch of kids were waiting to decorate this tree.
Everyone showed up and were good sports and ate, and it was a fine day.
Then we had TWO grandchild sleepovers, which I loved. They don't have all that much interest in me personally, but they seem to love being here in the crowd, with their cousins and aunts and uncles and eating popsicles and ice cream sandwiches, and they're all so beautiful and funny and sweet.
That oldest grandchild is turning into somewhat of a GUY. He is going to be ten in a few months.
How is this possible??
With all the love there is, Val, aka Grandma, aka MOM