Becoming Kindred Blog

Grandparents come to the East Coast!

It started by Aneliese calling her Grandma Helen asking if she could come and visit that afternoon which resulted in a spur-of-the-moment grandparents visit a week and a half later! [caption id="attachment_1283" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="Two little girls watching at the airport."][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1285" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="We went to Murphy's wharf"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1284" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="We read stories"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1286" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="We sang together."][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1288" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="we quilted and reno'd and crafted"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1289" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="We ate out and even had dessert!"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1290" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="We explored our little town"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1292" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="A place where some of the earliest battles of our country were fought are now a wonderful place to play!"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1291" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="We played with Grampa Tom or "old Tom" as Cecily insisted on calling him."][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1300" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="We found a new beach to explore"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1301" align="alignleft" width="200" caption="Where there were perfect rocks for a father son skipping contest"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1303" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="Even I could skip these rocks!"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1304" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="a new perspective"][/caption]

 

[caption id="attachment_1305" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="Running to Grandma Helen."][/caption]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our time together was wonderful and busy. The girls loved every minute with their grandparents (they have never had them to themselves before.). It was fun to show someone our house and to share our plans and dreams. So who wants to come visit next?

Sidenote: Cecily calls Grampa Tom, Old Tom, because of this book Belinda by Pamela Allen. It is so funny now but I can only imagine what it will sound like to others!