Friday was the last day of very active grandparenting before my daughter and son-in-law returned from their cruise, and the kids wanted to go shopping 35 miles away, so what do we do? We shop. And then we go to Braum’s for ice cream. And then we are hyper and need to ride the 4-wheeler in the garage and hang up our week’s collection of colored pages while we wait their arrival.

This morning, chicken and I woke at dawn, because who can sleep on a couch with a hidden musical toy under a cushion that is impossible to find in the dark? Grandson offered to make eggs for everyone before we left. Yes. We. The four oldest decided to join me on the drive back to KC and spend another week with Ama. I guess I wasn’t a complete childcare disaster.