On Thursdays, we go to Oma & Opa’s

And we also wear pink, but some of us do that almost every day.
And we also wear pink, but some of us do that almost every day.

Before the summer started, I floated the idea by my parents of spending every Thursday at their house, and we agreed it sounded great. We were right. I’m proud to say, we’ve only missed two Thursdays at Oma & Opa’s, one when they were recovering from their five days babysitting the kids, and one when we were in Toronto. So this past Thursday, even though Hazy had tennis (and literacy!) camp in the morning, we headed out there in the afternoon.

First, George did some  combine training with this surprised, yet amenable, stranger.
First, George did some combine training with this surprised, yet amenable, stranger.
And Beatz had the Best Day Ever when the camp kids learned they could pet her.
And Beatz had the Best Day Ever when the camp kids learned they could pet her.

Usually at Oma & Opa’s, we go to the pond in the morning, where the kids float around and chase fish, and Beatz has the time of her life, and then we go to the pool in the afternoon, after George’s nap, where we work on the kids’ swimming skills. This time was a little different because we didn’t get there until the afternoon, and I had to work on some freelance work, so Oma took the kids to the pool solo. So, while there are no photos, Project Water Comfort continued to go swimmingly (see what I did there?) as Hazy did an underwater cartwheel and George went underwater (accidentally, but it counts). The end of the day was still the same as usual, where we had a gourmet dinner (chicken spaghetti, swoon), courtesy of my dad.

I just really love these Thursdays. I love when my mom greets us in her driveway because she’s so excited to see us. I love seeing Beatz be herself again at that pond. I love watching my kids get more and more comfortable in the water, and watching Hazy learn to swim. I love seeing my dad’s softie side when he plays with my kids. I love being able to take a nap when George does, while my mom does something creative with Hazy. I love my dad’s amazing cooking, and my mom spoiling us with homemade dessert. I love having my kids learn things from my parents that Matty and I don’t necessarily teach them. And I love that my parents each carry one sleepy kid to the car and wave us off in the driveway when we leave.

Thanks, Mom & Dad, for taking such good care of us every week.

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