Home again

I met my folks yesterday and picked up the kids. They were very happy to see me. I saw them pull up to the mall where we meet and walked to the car before they got out. It was awesome to see their huge grins as they saw me get close. They both wanted to hold my hand as we walked through the mall. (This is unusual because Grandma always wins when she's around.)

Of course, the good-byes were tearful as usual. Andy's really become attached to Grandma. He cried and cried when it was time to say good-bye. Emma tried really hard not to cry, but eventually the tears came. They were excited to get home and see Daddy so I talked about that a lot to distract them. Eventually it worked and we had a very peaceful 3 hour drive. OK, so I have to give some credit to "Scooby Doo: The Movie."

Emma was sitting on my lap before bedtime. I gave her a quick squeeze and said, "I missed you so much." She replied, matter-of-factly, "I didn't really miss you, Mom, I was just too busy having fun." Strangely, given the state of my raging hormones lately, this actually made me happy, not sad.