Well, the grandkids are gone. Just like that! For two weeks we took turns wearing each other out and packing in the memories. We did planned things and things that didn't turn out as planned.
ONE NOT PLANNED MEMORY OR YOU'LL LAUGH ABOUT THIS ONE DAY
Tim rented a sailboat. Kids were not impressed. They wanted a speed boat. Papa doesn't do speed boats. Not a windy day. We slowly meandered around Mission Bay. After awhile we noticed we weren't moving and it took Captain Papa some time before he admitted we were stuck in muck. A coastguard boat came kinda near and asked if we were okay. Captain Tim says yup, we're okay. What!!!??? Is that the same as we're not lost in the middle of nowhere? They left and we sat and sat. Tim has this idea that we should all lean way over one side of the boat. No one else liked that idea At All. And it didn't work. Thank God for cell phones, right? Unless the rental people take their phone off the hook! So the highlight (for me) was watching Papa strip down to his skivvies, jump in and basically dig and pull us out. In his defense, Tim had no idea things were so shallow and there were no warning signs. When we returned to the dock the guy said he was told by the coastguards we were stuck but was too busy rescuing others. He says, "Oh people get stuck in that area a lot" and showed us a map hanging on their door. So, being the caring person that I am, I made a few helpful suggestions. Stuff like if you're going to have the phone off the hook maybe show people this handy dandy map as you are taking their deposit and you might have less rescues...just a thought. We had a few laughs with the guy and all is well. Not sure the grandkids are any fonder of sailing though.