
L and N are somewhat at a loss without Mimi and Grampy around; their sugar intake remains high with no targets around on which to expulse it. And Stacy and I notice the house getting progressively more cluttered with dirty dishes and strewn-about toys. Oh, that's right - we have to do that now that Mimi's gone! Bummer.
We really enjoyed having them around, not only for the kiddie-diversions and the kitchen elves that seemed to emerge once Stacy and I went to bed, but just because they are fun and relaxing; the ideal no-stress guests. Stacy was crying when I got back from taking them to the airport, "I already miss them so much."



It must have been built in a bad neighborhood because with every day that would pass we'd notice that someone had stolen another shingle or window pane.

L also took the opportunity to show Mimi and Grampy how grown up she has gotten and that she will soon be able to go to work like Daddy.
(Says Daddy: "Knock yourself out, kid.")
In olden days Mark Antony may have had Cleopatra lazily feed him grapes. In our local version of Egypt, Mimipatra substitutes grapefruit for her N-tony.
There was plenty of time for education with Grampy on the couch. Who knew FOX news could be so captivating to a two-year-old?

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