Grammy Pulls Out The Big Guns (and Sprinkles)

It’s true, on Thursdays we go to Oma’s and Opa’s. But on Wednesdays, we go to Grammy’s. We are so super lucky to not only have my parents nearby, but also Matty’s mom, sister, brother-in-law, and two nephews less than an hour away as well. This summer has been an awesome opportunity to spend more quality time with our family.

Every time we go to Grammy’s, it’s pretty awesome. I mean, there’s the pool:

Where Hazy can show off her newfound back float skills
Where Hazy can show off her newfound back float skills
When Sean-O makes important Ron Burgundy-esque announcements like,
When Sean-O makes important Ron Burgundy-esque announcements like, “Cannonball!”
And where George gets to play his favorite game,
And where George gets to play his favorite game, “Can I Push You In And You Pretend To Be Surprised?”

But this time, Grammy pulled out all the stops. First, she brought us lunch at the pool. Pizza for the kids and a salad with like 10,000 ingredients for me. I don’t even think Mr. Belvedere did that for the Owens children.

Then, after naps, we had a SUNDAE BAR. Ice cream, whipped cream, hot fudge, and the cherry on top? Cherries on top! I didn’t take any pictures, because, duh, ice cream.

Then, the kids watched Toy Story and Princess Songs respectively (guess who watched what), and I snuck down to the basement to watch Friends with my nephew, who is seeing the whole series for the first time.

Dr. Richard Burke? I came at the right time.
Dr. Richard Burke? I came at the right time.

Grammy made us a wonderful dinner, and then – here’s the kicker – we had MORE ICE CREAM with MORE SPRINKLES. Grammy, don’t tell the kids I said this, but we would have come back even without the sprinkles.

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