Today I am thankful for spending time during the summer at Grandma and Grandpa’s. The funny thing is that it isn’t me doing that, it is my boys who are enjoying that experience right now.
Back when Nick and I were little kids we would ride in my Grandparent’s pickup truck for about six hours to go on an adventure every summer. Seeing as there were no carseat rules we’d have one of us in the middle dodging the shifter while the other sat on Grandma’s lap. I still can’t believe what great sports they were about that!
We’d spend two weeks away from home without Mom and Dad each summer and it was amazing! The time was split between some aunts and uncles and cousins, but the lion’s share was spent at Grandma and Grandpa’s. Those were amongst the most memorable times of the summer, staying up late, catching fireflies, laughing at Grandma when she got pulled over for speeding, and eating ice cream every single night. We’d do the occasional breakfast at Hardee’s, spend time at the farm, look for arrowheads, and make the occasional road trip. Did I mention that we were spoiled every moment? It was awesome!
As I look back, the best part was spending time with Grandma and Grandpa. There was no other time in which we spent as much one on one time with each of them. We’d talk and shoot the bull, share jokes, and just get to know each other better. One of the biggest reasons I felt as close to them as I did (and still do) was from the time we spent together during those awesome summer days. Looking back I wouldn’t trade those times for anything.
So back to tonight’s blog… With my boys up at Mom and StepBrad’s it’s their opportunity to do the same thing that Nick and I used to do. They get one on one time with their grandparents, having fun, creating memories, getting spoiled, and strengthening their relationships with them. Of course they’d probably mention that they’re favorite parts were going to the Science Museum, hiking in InterState Park, playing mini golf, and heading out on the boat… but if asked later in life I’d bet their answers will change drastically. They’ll remember the time they spent with their grandparents and appreciate that more than anything… just like Nick and I do. That priceless experience is something I am so grateful for.
One other thing that keeps cracking me up, there’s another common bond that is great. One of the things Nick and I also did at Grandma and Grandpa’s was play a lot of pool in the basement. We’d play against each other, make up games, get frustrated with each other, laugh with each other, and bond as brothers. Lo and behold, each night my mom has sent me pics of the boys playing pool in their basement… How awesome is that???