A Visit With Granny

Friday I braved 325 miles in the car ...with children...solo. Sounds like self-induced torture, but seeing my grandmother get down on her living room floor and play with Mason and hold baby Tucker for the very first time made every crazy mile worth it. Granny is no longer able to drive to us, so we drove to her.

Mason was worried that Granny Mary didn't have any toys but low and behold she had dug out the toys I played with as a girl, washed them up a bit and had them set out ready for play. Mason was in heaven with the 1980's Fisher Price Camping Set. It was always one of my favorites too.

Granny couldn't find her block set, so she gathered up all the Kleenex boxes she could find. Mason played with them for over an hour.

In an attempt to burn some energy before getting back in the car, Grandma Bose took Mason for a walk. I believe she had good intentions, however she allowed him to jump in puddles which made his shoes, socks and pants soaking wet. As if that wasn't silly enough, he then fell face first into the melting snow. We had to put everything but his shirt in the dryer before we could leave. Granny gave him some silly purple and white striped socks to keep his legs warm while we waited.

Not everyone is fortunate enough to have a four generation picture, so this photo was absolutely worth the day of travel. I will treasure it for many years to come.