To Grandma’s House We Go!!!
Through the border and up in the sky to Grandma’s house we go!
At the airport there were some ultra-cool jet planes showing off their stuff:
(which was all rather noisy and scary for a little Ettin—he hid in the back of the car)
Here we go!
Our planes were small. We usually had 2 boys on one side,
…and one boy on the other, in any order.
We got to Grandma and Grandpa’s house late, and the boys snuggled in amongst a plethora of books:
Then for the next two weeks we swam our hearts out!
Galoot was pretty sure he could swim, and loved getting dunked under the water. He even walked along the side of the pool and “jumped” in a few times (meaning, walked straight off the edge when no one was expecting it).
Ettin lived with his face in the water, when we could convince him to get in the pool—he almost always “didn’t want to go swimming.”
Giant started with floaties and a kickboard, and was not going to put his face in the water no way no how. He progressed to swimming with his head cranked back to keep his face out of the water. Mommy resorted to hugging him and dunking him under much the same way I did with my boys when they were babies—he was furious the first day I did this, but begged me to do it the next day. The third time there wasn’t anything this kid couldn’t do! (he was even diving under my legs—with a little help 😉 ).
Crazy how much fun we have when we are forced to do hard things! Good for you Giant!!!
(yes, even Grandma’s puppy hopped in accidentally one time—he was tuckered out for a week after)
We played lots of games, including this fun one called “Guess my picture”:
One night we roasted marshmallows (in spite of the 100+ degree heat wave Dallas had been having):
…and had a midnight swim:
Two weeks was much too short!
We miss you Texas!