Quiet Time

                                                                                  ^^Perfect photo of my Grandpa and Maggie. Doesn’t it even look loud?

This past weekend after the snow started to melted away, we decided that we needed to get out of the house in a bad, bad way. So we made grand plans to hit the road and stop by and visit my grandparents and go on a walk without the dogs. (Since we have Sparky with us for a while, walking without them seems like a luxury!) When we arrived at my grandparent’s Maggie instantly checked the corner where all the noisy Christmas toys had been and discovered that they were gone. Not one to be disappointed, she headed to the back room, while dragging my grandma with her, and the two of them worked to carry some toys back out to the living room.

I love that she is familiar enough with their house to know exactly where they keep her toys. I also love that some of the toys that she plays with are the same toys that I played with as a child, I suppose that means they’re vintage. But the toys weren’t really the highlight of  the visit, it was the washcloth that came out with the toys that seemed to garner the most attention. At first she placed the washcloth on Sue’s head and they had a game together, where we discovered that Sue has the ability to talk exactly like Grover from Sesame Street.  But I digress….

Maggie proceeded to place the washcloth on everybody’s head and we all went along with it; however, when she put the washcloth on my grandpa’s head, he went wild in his typical Grandpa Elvrum fashion.  My grandma instantly tried to sush him, which I found hilarious because my grandfather doesn’t do quiet. It just isn’t in his nature and we love him all the same for it. But his reaction to this game was the same that I know he has had for all of his grandchildren, he just has such an unabashed adoration for us and now Maggie too, his first great grand child. He is a grandpa through and through.

Eventually the game ended and our conversation picked up, but a few minutes later I looked over and noticed that Grandpa and Maggie were quietly looking at the North Dakota picture book of our trip this last summer. You know what? Maybe he does do quiet after all.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                   ^^How Maggie greets Sydney every morning. Poor Syd tries to keep sleeping.

7 Things for Your Monday

1. Don’t let her smile in the car seat picture fool you, the girl still does not love her car seat. Since we turned her around life has gotten much cheerier in the backseat, but there are still plenty of cry-bombs when we’re driving. What isn’t in the pictures are the piles of books and toys that we’ve got in the back to keep her entertained. 

 2 & 3. Maggie got to do a little baking project with Papa this weekend. She pretty much ended up with a brownie goatee and batter between her fingers.  Who doesn’t love sweets? 

4 & 5. If we have the headlight out in any capacity, Mags wants to sport it and will wander the house turning it on and off…so funny. Also, we went downtown Edmonds and picked up our very own copy of “Once Upon a Potty” and we got the potty out.  The consensus? The book is still out, but the potty has gone back in the closet, I’m pretty sure the only one who properly used the potty was Raggedy Ann

6. The markers have also been put back in the closet. 

 

7. I’m determined to finish Maggie’s photo books and have been working on them every spare chance. I came across this gem. She sparkled from the start. That’s my theme.