Delaney, Annalise and I picked her up at the Dulles Airport Friday morning. Delaney was so excited. The past few days, Tim had been asking her these questions: "Who's coming Friday?" "Grandma!" "What are you going to give Grandma when she gets here?" "A hug!" "What's Grandma going to bring you?" "A present!" I scolded Tim for teaching Delaney to be greedy and expect presents from Grandma when she comes, which she did -- the best one of all being this recordable storybook from Hallmark. Now Delaney and Annalise can listen to Grandma and Grandpa reading them a story anytime they want. And they do.
There was lots of snuggling on the couch, watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, playing hide-and-seek and reading books. Delaney would say, "Grandma, sit down and watch Mickey Mouse with me!" "Grandma, come read me a story!" "Grandma, cover me up!" (One of her favorite things is to lie down and have someone cover her up so she can "go to sleep.") She's a bossy little thing.
Little Sissy was not so sure about how much she liked having Grandma around. She liked her just fine as long as I was in the room too, or if she was distracted enough to forget about me. Here's Grandma reading to Annalise. I had recently left the house, and she didn't know it at first.
Grandma's reading me a book. This isn't so bad.
But wait, someone's missing..
Oh no, Mama's gone!
Friday night, Grandma got to try our version of pizza. She liked ours better than Grandpa's. On Saturday, we were planning to go out to dinner at the Olive Garden, her favorite. We arrived at 4:30, thinking we'd beat the dinner rush like we old people always do, and were shocked to see there was a 45 to 50 - minute wait! So we left, and drove around for awhile, and she and Tim bickered about which "only American or Italian" restaurant to go to next. Tim and I don't go to Woodbridge often, and the only thing we know about it is the Potomac Mills Mall and the girls' pediatrician. Now we also know about the crazy traffic at 4:30 on Saturday, and how we should plan accordingly if we're going to have dinner there. Then maybe we won't have to sit in traffic and hear this:
Grandma: "Timmy, you are just like your father. You need to be patient and go with the flow."
Tim: "I don't like driving around like this. I need to have a plan!"
Back and forth, back and forth..
Delaney: "Dada and Grandma, play nice!"
We ended up at the Macaroni Grill, were seated right away, and the girls stayed in their seats throughout the whole meal. Delaney ate a lot of bread dipped in olive oil, and not much else.
Here are some more pictures from the weekend:
Delaney decided to show her affection by piling toys on top of Grandma.
Playing a game at the Air and Space Museum. I think the space shuttle was Delaney's favorite thing. Back at home, Delaney pretended that Grandma's Diet Coke bottle was a space shuttle.
Looking at puzzles at the library on base.