Whee!! After a THREE hour delay (sitting on the runway waiting for baggage handlers to arrive to deal with luggage) Mamie and Grandad finally left Michigan! Hooray! Tim said Sarah must have asked him 10 times when they would arrive. Poor David and Sarah – they had a very difficult time understanding about the travel changes and delays. David said this evening, “I thought they would at least get here by noon.” Mind you, they were originally due at 2:30 pm. Lol! I guess that is certainly closer to noon than the 5:30 pm they finally did arrive. Lol! Daniel chimed in, “Or at the latest 4 pm, not 7:30 pm!” Ah, it’s difficult to wait. I remember how Joshua used to park his chair out at the end of the driveway, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the (then Kansas native) cousins.
When I got home from the conference the children were all standing by with bathing suits, towels and goggles in hand, ready to hop in the van and meet Mamie and Grandad at the hotel. Whee!
Daniel gets a hug from Grandad.
We had a good evening swim and then went out for a quick bite to eat (supper for the grownups and dessert for the kiddos).
Mom and Dad were tired from their travels and I was beat from the Beth Moore conference so we didn’t linger too long over our food.
David gets a smooch from G’dad.
We had some lovely conversation (the first of many, I hope) and the kids were perfect angels. There was a whole book of coloring pages as part of the kids menu (okay, they were also tired out from the swimming).
Sweet Rachel and Mamie.
The children finished their desserts in front of the restaurant fireplace. Rachel wanted to bring it home with us (which is a bit odd since we already have a gas fireplace in the family room) and was QUITE impressed to hear the Retreat Center is going to have 7 or 8 fireplaces.
We are so excited to have Mamie and Grandad here in Washington state. Tim is taking off at least one day this week so we can enjoy some special time with them. I’m sure we’ll be regulars at the hotel pool. David wants to spend the night at the hotel. “So I can eat 9 or 10 donuts, Grandad!” That sugar gets them every time. Lol!
Kathy