We had a lovely visit from Grandma Sandy and Grandpa Mike. They headed home on Wednesday, and I think the kids are recovering right about now. We ate well, had lots of conversation (shocking!), and drank some very good wine.
We went downtown to check out some memorials. Wesley and Grandma Sandy shared a little hug.
Grandpa showed Mary the Braille underneath the letters on the quote and she went hunting for every A.
Kids had a snuggle–I think this was solidarity over the fact that they were both hungry.
A little rest time:
On a different day, we visited a local historic mansion with a cool garden.
There was a cool playground for the kids (all three of them):
At a local aviation museum, Mike explained the rotary engine.
…and used the flight simulator.
We had a great time–especially the kids, who were a whirlwind of activity interspersed with complete collapse.