Earlier this month my dad and oldest brother flew into town for a visit on their way back to Canada for work. I didn’t tell Marin about their coming until the day of, as she does not yet get the concept of “in a couple days”. But, that morning I told her they were coming, and her confident reply was, “and Ret come!” (Ret is her nickname for my sister Maret, whom she absolutely adores)
Despite it just being the guys and no Maret, she was still SUPER excited to go for a truck ride to pick them up at the airport, where my brother Mitch had to wedge himself in the back between the two car-seats.
After the excitement of the truck ride, Marin still managed to make every moment of their visit exciting. I don’t think Mitch woke up in the mornings by himself. He usually was pounced on by Marin and pulled into her games before he could get a drink or breakfast. Grandpa wasn’t much better off, being another source of fun for my toddler, and a great baby tender for Elita when I needed to get stuff done. He did get breaks though! Both of them did. It was called “nap time”, and all of them participated in it.
Their “long” visit of 4 1/2 days was short, but I think we got a fair amount done. Doughnuts, bubble tea, yard work, playground, long walks for cart food, more doughnuts, short strolls for more cart food….. the list goes on. Some of it can be seen here at my mom’s blog.
These guys come through every couple of weeks or months, so I’m sure you will see more of them!