Playing Hard

Nan hopped into the (rented) mini-van for the ride back from Nashville, and she and my mom wrangled the kids Saturday morning while Ryan and I frolicked with the martians, and Nan proved once again why she is so beloved by anyone who meets her.

As Abbey has told me several times since then: "Nan played hard with us!"

She gets down on the floor with them, is endlessly patient, and builds play-doh animals that put my snakes and snowmen to shame.  I'm talking the kind that you see on the side of the box, with different colors for eyes and things like that. 

(I just realized it's possible that other people make play-doh animals like that, and I might be in the minority with the snakes and snowmen and cookie cutter shapes.  If so, humor me and pretend it's ok that my sculpting skills halted at kindergarten level.)

We are so blessed to have her spending time with us again!

Dylan is a giant fan of legos

one of his favorite things is putting them back in the container

unfortunately, his other favorite thing is dumping them out of the container 

I wasn't there, but I bet he knocked that tower down very shortly after my mom took the picture 

very serious about the play-doh

this book is one of Abbey's favorites

it's a collection of stories about kids and animals

I usually have her pick one or (sometimes) two of them, because they're long and don't rhyme or keep Dylan's attention (or mine) for more than a few minutes

Nan read the whole thing, because she is wonderful like that