My mother traveled up, from Louisiana, to stay with us for a week.
It was a whirlwind week of entertainment and catching up with Grandma that went by too fast. She was able to help us celebrate The Little Man's birthday with the in-laws and enjoy all the activities we have been taking part in over the summer such as; swimming lessons, gymnastics, playing outside, going to the Cincinnati Museum Center and random daily stuff.
It had been a while since she was last up here and our daughter informed me that I should invite her up more often, seeing that "Grandma is a much better story reader than you are dad." Nice. I learned another thing about myself, via my mom, while she was here. She said the kids told her, "We like daddy better when he wears a blue shirt, instead of a white one." OK, whatever?
The wife and I were also able to take advantage of some alone time while Grandma was here entertaining the children. We drove down to Lexington and enjoyed a nice meal at The Lady's new favorite place, Malone's. My apologies to all animal lovers out there, but I had a fillet mignon about the size of a K2 football and it was delicious.
I think my mom and I will be the first to agree that we can get on the nerves of one another a bit. However, we didn't freak out on one another nearly as much as we usually do. I think as the kids get older they are much more entertaining and I leave those three amigos alone, so we don't have time to bicker. One thing I do miss is the late night conversations we used to have prior to our children being around. We used to stay up well into the night talking current events, what's going on in Louisiana, what's going on with where we live and so on. Now the kids take up a lot of that time and people just want to hit the sack when it calms down. We got to talk a bit, but not the late night sessions anymore. Not all folks can be like me, up half the night.
It was neat to watch my mom hanging out with the children. She is the quintessential Grandma. She lets them slide a lot when I would be giving them a tablespoon of what for. She instructs me to detour to the ice cream shop when I wouldn't even think of it. She played Play-Doh for hours during the week when I'm to the point I can't even muster up a Play-Doh pancake anymore. She sang along to Hit Me With Your Best Shot and suggested, "Ooohh, Welcome To The Jungle' that's a good tune!" while watching us play "Guitar Hero". She obviously read bedtime stories a lot better than I do. And she bought them stuff....and more stuff.
Overall, the visit was excellent. It was a wonderful way to wrap up what is beginning to be the end of summer.
My favorite quote from the visit, "There sure are a lot of Chinese people at the Olympics." That's my mom....I love her.
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