the grands

29 May 2013

I just wrote this post in an email addressed to no one and was confused when the bazillion pictures didn't show up when I attached them. The kids are successfully melting my brain. I know ... cRaZyYyyYyy gRaCe ... doing bizarre things like writing blog posts in emails to no one. What's next? Confusing the kid's names?! Wouldn't that be something else ...

Anyway ... after Simon got off work on Saturday (marking the end of this bear of a rotation for one month until it starts back up again for five more weeks - yee to the haw haw haw) we popped into the van (and by popped you know I mean we loaded the 99 tons of nonsense into the car, delicately asked Julia which one of her blankets she wanted to take on the trip, and ran back in for just one more thing eight more times) and made our way to Illinois. I was driving (my favorite part about car trips .. "my hands are tied, kids!") and we were at the always pleasant point in the journey when everyone has had it with everyone and is hungry and tired and hungry when this went down ...

Simon: this is your exit
Grace: I know I know, (laugh) how many times have we made this trip?
Simon:
Grace: (misses exit)
Simon: Great.

Whatever. I totally saved the day by using one of those not for unofficial use only for the pole-eese crossovers to turn our ship around. Don't tell. 

We had a wonderful time with our grandparents and I did a not-wonderful job of documenting everything which is fine but let me throw you what I do have ...


It's a wonder the kids don't throw a week long tantrum (oh, wait.) when we return from GG's house because they are treated like proper royalty the entire time. TV shows accompanying the impressive spread of their favorite foods, plush carpet, sparkling living quarters, ice cream, living plants to taste, knick knacks to destroy, and a "huge big giant huge giant" bath tub.


Julia lost it when she realized that we were almost home to our house on Monday and hadn't just taken a 4.5 hour drive around GG's neighborhood. No offense taken, J.

 Because anyone that confuses my grandma's sweet little dog Ollie (may he rest in peace)


for a dangerous safari beast just might not have it all together. Call me crazy.


19 comments:

  1. Paul started crying when he realized we were home from our trip to Kansas too.. poor kids. Grandparents are so much more fun than parents....

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  2. that picture/description of Ollie literally made me laugh out loud!! so funny!

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  3. I kinda want to put a framed picture of that dog in my house just because he's so awesome!

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  4. i see that j.crew style half tucked tshirt move you're pulling there, and i have to say i like it.

    also love that you used the 'not for unofficial use' turnaround...rebel!

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  5. I love that I laugh out loud at each of your posts! Thank you for brightening my day! Love, Mom of almost 18 year old drama queen and her 14 year old younger sister

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    1. whaaat? I thought drama queenships ended at 3-years-old? Telll me I'm not mistaken. please.

      Thank you!!

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    2. Oh no, Grace - you're in for it with Bash & Theo, too! Mom of an 18 year old drama king!

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  6. Those Patton ladies are hostesses supreme. Never been to more delicious and formal prayer studies in my life than at Ann Patton's house. She got me all hopped up on coffee that I never drink because it was so good!

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  7. Oh, the crazy bizarre things we do...last week I did the laundry without detergent. Anyway, I love that dinner party fiesta picture...just wanna go and grab the appetizers, a little wine and do some grown up conversation.

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  8. Please tell me you're making another trip to Illinois during the second week of August when we'll be there. Pretty please?

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  9. "Great crampa" and "wook! A tiger!" I'm bustin' up over here.

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  10. Feadora. Priceless. (And does that baby ever NOT smile that big toothless grin?!) I used to dress up my youngest sib... but she's a girl. So yea.

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  11. Theo's hair is gravity-defying. Amazing! He is so cute. And how adorable is your grandma? Awww.

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  12. In Julia's defense, Ollie is definitely... not the most normal looking dog.

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    1. ha! have you no respect for the deceased, Dan?

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    2. It looks like that photo of Ollie was taken in a studio!

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  13. You're right, Dan. Ollie was NOT normal looking. But then neither was GG's devotion to her. I can GUARANTEE you that Dad would never allow me to frame a photo of any of the canines' in this family for post mortem use.

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  15. Umm I totally write all my blog posts in my email, since gmail automatically saves drafts and it looks like I'm writing an email or doing something important other than composing a blog post (darn that stupid giant orange Blogger logo that stays up in the corner of the browser window telling everyone that I'm not actually working)

    Is that a flower in Theo's hair??

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