Don needed a ride to Salt Lake City (SLC) Airport so he could attend the funeral of his maternal grandfather ( our prayers are with him); so Gramma and Grampa decided to make a day of it and take three yes three grandkids with us. We had Luke, Sydney and Kendra on a day of 100+ degrees in SLC. We had to do some shopping, maybe more than some. It was Shop Hop week for all quilters. This is an opportunity to visit hundreds and hundreds or quilt stores and see new ideas for your quilt projects. There wasn't going to be time to attend this year until Don needed a ride. Gramma was ecstatic. The kids had a great time but got really tired on the way home. They got a 'etch-a-sketch' travel toy, fed the fish and the ducks at Pine Needles, bought candy saw Trucks, airplanes, trucks, buses, trucks and more trucks. For Lunch we went and visited Mara and here kids. Luke was a little unsure of being with the boys but quickly got into the swing of things. Sydney and Kendra jump right into the boys toys and had a blast. When we got ready to continue our shop hopping Mara gave the kids some trucks to keep and play with on the way home. Luke got two!
He loved the ride and spotted every big truck that we saw. He is so into trucks. Grampa there is a truck, a bus, a plane and on and on. Last night on the way home he kept asking if he could ride in PaPa's big truck. I said I am sure he could. He will be so excited. Luke developed a fever and was very uncomfortable on the way home, he wanted his Daddy and Mommy. Mommy gave him some medicine when we got home and he went right to sleep. Go Figure!
Sydney and Kendra were so tired that got silly and we had silly laughter all the way home. A funny story: When Gramma was in Threads and Times quilt shop, Grampa took the kids for a walk in the plaza, we came to the DOGroom a shop that grooms your pets. We look in the windows and Sydney said, "...what is Max doing in there?" I looked in and sure enough here was a black cat that looked like our Max. Same Eyes and same thick black coat. Luke could not figure how Max got into the store.
It was great time for Gramma and Grampa and we tired ourselves out also. So the moral of the story is: Even on one of the hottest days of summer, there is nothing like being with the grandkids.
Friday, June 27, 2008
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Kenny, I am glad you had a great time! Honestly, I don't think I could have done it. Me and hot...well, we don't like each other, at all. It's a good thing the kids have one grandparent who can stand it!
You didn't tell me that story about Max. That was funny. I am glad we have a blog to tell stories that we sometimes forget to share. Great Blog!!
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