After the museum we scurried over to AJ's for the night. It was nice to see Anna (who was teet

hing and certainly ready for a change of face... it's amazing how little kids do that). Peter had me awake at 2am... it was really way to early and I was really hoping he'd go back to sleep... no such luck. So while I tried and tried and tried, well, I didn't either... by 4am I packed the kids into the van and off we went. I figured if I wasn't sleeping I ought to be driving!
It made for a nice get through of major areas before rush hour traffic hit - it also meant that we arrived at my father's house about 2-3 hours earlier! That was nice... it gave the kids a great break to run around, me tim

e to get things settled into the apartment (which is where we stayed for the week), and then to be ready to sleep that night.
Time at my father's was nice.. a bit stressful from time to time, but that's

to be expected under the circumstances. Two different families - two different age groups - as well as a dying step-mother (Grandma D) and all that... I was able to be around to assist Jeani during the mornings. It was interesting, and though I know I got her food and even stuff for the nurse to change the bedding and all, I really didn't do a whole lot there. Jeani slept a lot,

and so I just rounded the kids up in front of movie to keep them quiet... or, when that wasn't working, sent them up to the apartment to play a game. (Thank goodness they couldn't get into any trouble at the apartment and that it was all part of the same property!)

For the afternoon on Wednesday we took the kids to the park. It was a nice little park that had a pond of sorts when we first arrived. There were two swans sleeping and tons of ducks. I loved watching the ducks as they puffed themselves up and flapped there wings hard against the water! When we first got there, Gabi noticed the swans and yelled
"It's Swan Lake!" My father really liked that - thought it w

as cute and special and mad

e sure to tell Jeani about it later. The kids' favorite part was playing on the merry-go-round (I can't blame them, that was always my favorite thing to do as a kid).
Bob arrived very late Wednesday night - crawled into the apartment and slept hard. He and Gabi left Thursday (I left some updates about that during the time). But, Thursday as they were getting everything ready, we

set off some gysers and loaded up the van. Peter thought it was most fun to play under the truck - reaching up and getting grease all ov

er his fingers, which then promptly became part of his face! He looked like a little chimney sweep!
After they left, I spent time talking with Papa and Nanny - remembering stories and remembering PopPop. The last night we were there, Papa brought out his guitar and sang us a few songs. He'd not played in a rather long time so his fingers got sore quickly. Still it made f

or a nice FHE and a nice end to the trip. I was able to record the songs that Papa sang- and no, Amber, I've not forgotten to make you a disk, I've just not gotten there yet. By Christma

s for sure! =) My favorite song to be sung is "Bringing

Mary Home" which is actually a sad song, but it means so much for me to hear it because it was the one that PopPop always sung. Papa used that as his warm-up song and I told him he'd cheated... that I was going to record that one. So he played it again - that's not normal. Usually "Bringing Mary Home" is a one time deal.