A Week in Neverland

When people say "a day in the life" they are referring to a day at Nana's. My mom is so amazing and so incredible with little children. I have always been a little blown away by the things they can do when they come home from her house. In summers past, two of my kids came home from her house potty trained. When I asked her what she did, she said, "I just put them on the toilet and asked if they wanted some big girl/boy pants." We sent Leila to her this time, who was on a food strike. She has been eating solids off and on for six months, in month six she quit. She'd take two bites and that was it. She came home and inhaled two bowls of macaroni like a two year old! Yeah. It's like that. Naturally, when she asked if she could keep them for a week this summer, I was elated. This year she took the girls first and then the boys. It wasn't a baby sitting week. It was a week for adventure for all of them. Late nights watching movies, bubble baths in the baby pool in the yard, sculpting, travelling,
...trips to the zoo in 136 degree heat, pizza rolls in Barbie playland, playing, playing, playing! They have a giant house, so when there are only a few kids there, they get to choose where they will sleep. For my kids, that's real luxury, considering there are two kids in one room and three in another and there aren't five feet of privacy in the whole house So, they loved it. It was really bizarre how the balance in our household changed so drastically between the two weeks. It was pretty cool. There was some serious bonding between the boys and for the girls. Gotta love Nana!