My parents were able to come spend the weekend with us. My kids look forward to their visits, so much that I can't tell them too far in advance or they go crazy waiting for the day to come. My dad arrived Thursday afternoon. My mom was supposed to come that night. Her luggage made it here, but she did not. To make a long story short, she was doing a trade show in Texas and got stuck there until Friday night. I felt bad her visit was cut short. There just doesn't seem to be enough time when they come, Emery starting getting sick while they were here too, so we didn't go too many places or get much done. That always seem to be the case though. We had a good time with them, but you will just have to take my word for it that my older boys enjoyed their weekend too; they always disappear when the camera is out.
(a lot of wrestling, a little napping, and reading of Valentine cards)
I had to add this pictures of Hailey. She really does love my Dad, or "Papa". She pretty much takes him hostage every visit. But when they leave she insists on watching out the window and will stay there until they are completely out of sight.
