Brett and I are in the middle of a week with our grandsons, and it is so tiring, but so worth all the sagging bones. When their parents aren't around, we seem to get more hugs, more cuddles, more time being their go to guys. Kristy and Jared are celebrating their fifth anniversary with a vacation to Hawaii, and after they called tonight to talk to the boys, Thomas actually sat in my lap for fifteen minutes, missing his parents. He said, "I miss them and worry about them." I asked him what he was worrying about, and he said that he worries about if they will come home. Luckily for all of us, he doesn't have to worry about that.
It is so touching how much these two little guys adore their parents. Kristy and Jared are amazing parents. They both video taped themselves reading stories and talking to the boys so Thomas and Kimball could watch them each day. When I turned the videos on yesterday Kimball was so excited he started bouncing up and down. Thomas kept asking me to play one more. They watched with rapt attention and complete adoration. The picture just doesn't show how completely enthralled they were.
I already have a renewed appreciation for what young parents go through. The energy required to keep up with these guys is enormous. It is just a good thing we called in reinforcements today when we went to the zoo. We needed all the help Great Grandma Kearney and Great Aunt Marcell could give. Brett and I are going to be a bowl of soggy jello by the time these refreshed parents return. We do have a secret weapon for survival though: Aunt Abbey is remarkably gifted at entertaining her nephews and surprisingly cheap to hire!