But first....there was business to take care of. See this cute little plastic squeaky sailor toy? My grandmother had it when I was little and probably before that. Harmless and cute, huh? Um....unless you are Hannah, and then it is absolutely terrifying. For a good year, she refused to open the toy cabinet in the breakfast room and we couldn't figure out why. Then at our last visit, we figured it out. She was afraid of this little guy. So with "the scary sailor toy" put up on a shelf, we were ready to have fun!
Grandma wasn't home when we got here, so Hannah convinced Grandpa to color. Charlotte got out of the car, took one look at Grandpa, screamed, and ran for my arms. It took a few minutes, but she soon got acclimated and spent most of her time looking out the window.
Hannah and big sister Sarah showing Dino the scenery. Yes, Dino came with us. Ach!
"Mom, I know you told me to leave Dino at home, but he would miss me too much!"
And Grandma always has popsicles!