Thursday, September 1, 2011

What Happens at Grandma's...

...Stay's at Grandma's, right?


Wrong.


Because I got a hold of Grandma's SD card and downloaded hundreds of pictures of the going-on's at Grandma's house.


And really, does anything stay a secret with a 3 and 2 year old to rattle you out? Yes, Grandma-- Thor told me that you fed Dax a popsicle! ("Naughty Grandma!" he giggled.) We are blessed with Grandmas that love and nurture our kids while we go for an hour here or there.


So what DO they do at Grandma's? Why do the BEG to go to Grandma's house all the time? What is the appeal?


They water flowers. And sidewalks, and rocks, toys, house siding... really, just about anything. And Grandma lets them, of course!

They opt for fashional footwear.
Like rainboots.


Or Crocs. Because Grandma rocks the Crocs, too.
They go on pony rides. And Grandma has the cutest saddle, just for kids...

They find frogs. And bring them into the house. Because that is cool with Grandma.

They find bugs. Like this here caterpillar. I'm sure the kids know it's scientific name... Grandmas are full of knowledge!

They make mud. No questions asked.

They eat a delightful amount of popsicles. As they watch combine harvest the field nearby. It's like an educational treat; it's all good.

And wouldn't you know it-- even the horses are watching the harvest. It's all like a fairy tale.

They eat cucumbers. In whatever fashion they see fit.

 Nobody's telling them to "peel it like this" or "cut it like that"...

 Well, except for maybe the dog...

They eat as many garden tomatoes as their little hearts desire.

Or at least how many their little hands can stuff in their face. Because that's what Grandma planted them for!

 If that doesn't make you want to be a small child at a dear Grandma's house while mama's away, I don't know what will... in fact I'm thinking of heading there right now. Oh wait, it's after midnight... and I'm 26... shoot!

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