One of the things I remember most about being at my Grandparents when I was little (and when my Grandmother was still alive) was that I would always get a huge bowl of Neapolitan ice cream at night. Grandpa kept up the tradition by making sure some was on hand today for my kids. They, of course, loved it!
The kids' version of duck, duck, goose!!!
We should have named her Mischief!!
And this one....she is just such a big girl now....I really can't believe it...
Wish we could see them more...it truly is unbelievable how well Grandpa is doing at 92 years old! He is Mr. Independent. The garbage truck came when I was there, and he REFUSED to let me drag the cans up the driveway for him...he insisted on doing it himself. Maybe that is his secret!!!
It was a great way to spend one of our days of Spring Break! Loved being there.