The day was windy but the sunshine was great for the kids playing outside. Up the ladder into the Maple tree and down the ladder. The kids made a game as only two children with vivid imaginations can. Surprise, surprise, when Snuggles was beside the kids up in the tree. That was the only cat that would let the kids drag it around much like a rag doll. I did check on the porch just a bit ago and Snuggles was out like a light on one of the cushions.
When Jeremy and Carrie came to pick up the kids and it was time to go, the kids were not thrilled to leave. It is always best to call it when there is more wanted.
Sunday evening and the last of the weekend play items are tucked away until the net time Megan and Nicholas come to St. James. Nicholas assured his dad that another visit could come during winter break from school.
Tomorrow morning I plan on sleeping in a bit. I admit, I am not used to putting my coffee on hold in the morning to tackle French toast or pancakes first thing. Megan and Nicholas always ate a good breakfast and they put thumbs up on the bacon that was also on the plate. Good old Nicholas: “I suppose there is quite a bit of grease in our breakfast, but it sure is a treat.” He doesn’t miss a thing. A little old man in a seven year old.
Yes, Dennis and I both agree. This was a fantastic weekend for both the grandkids and, for sure, us.