Annabel took my parents’ move almost as hard as I did. Once she realized she wasn’t going to have their big grass yards and pool to play in, or their stairs to climb, or my old room to explore, she was really sad. To cheer her up, my parents promised her that at their new house, they’d have a room for her, and she could have sleepovers in “her” room. Cut to six months later: as my parents were finally moving their stuff into their new place, Annie said, “When do I get to sleep over?”
Every single day for the last few weeks, Annie has asked if that night was the night she was going to sleep over at Gramma and Bampa’s. She was driving me a little bit insane. Finally my parents arranged the date, and it was last week. Annie spent literally four days packing and unpacking. She wanted everything to be perfect. It was really cute how excited she was. In the end she went over to my parents’ house with a sleeping bag, a suitcase full of her “most important and special” toys, and a small reusable shopping bag with the things Annie deemed less-important – pajamas, underwear, toothbrush, stuff like that.
Annie went over to their house in the middle of the afternoon, leaving James and me alone at home. James almost didn’t know what to do. He seemed a bit thrown by the quiet. After he touched all the things Annie left behind, he settled in for some cuddles and definitely enjoyed the uninterrupted attention. It was nice to get that time with him guilt-free.
My parents were great about sending me updates on Annie. It was basically Annie’s dream day.
She got to make cookies:
watch all the TV she wanted:
and of course, lots of time brushing her doll’s hair:
My mom made grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner, or as Annie calls them, “Girl Cheeses.”
and ice cream cookie sandwiches for dessert:
I wasn’t exactly worried that she’d flip out at night and want to come home, but I knew it was a possibility. I texted my mom at Annie’s bedtime and said that if it was too hard for her, I’d come get her, no problem. My mom replied, “Oh, she asked to go to sleep about twenty minutes ago.”
SHE ASKED TO GO TO SLEEP. MY CHILD. ASKED TO GO TO SLEEP. I don’t want to accuse my parents of anything, but obviously drugs were involved.
In the morning, my mom made breakfast, and then Annie and my dad looking out their front window with binoculars (HI NEW NEIGHBORS) and watched YouTube videos about orangutans (Annie’s latest obsession). She had so much fun at their house that when she came home, she was not happy to see James and me, and made it known that she would much rather be at Gramma and Bampa’s house, where everything is awesome. So that was nice. She spent some time getting reacquainted with her bedroom until she had an adjustment in outlook.
Rough homecoming aside, I am so glad Annie can have the experience of spending the night with her grandparents. That’s not something I did as a kid (although one grandma lived with us, so I was lucky in other ways). I will make sure my kids grow up realizing how lucky they are to have such close and involved grandparents in their lives. That’s a huge part of why we left our condo in LA for the ‘burbs, and it’s been so worth it.
“adjustment in outlook”. That is excellent. I’m using that on my kids. “You are in serious need of an adjustment in outlook young man!”
Annie is living the good life!
Sounds like the perfect time,,,,,, spent with 2 of her favorite people!!! I wanna’ spend the night!!!
My parents have a cottage in northern Ontario (canada, eh!) and since the older two girls each turned 7 they alternate a week in the summer up there with them. It’s lovely, they get a week of spoiling and the a week of one on one time with use. They’ve been doing this now for 5 and 4 summers. Not sure how the new baby will factor in but realistically by then time she is 7, middle will be 17, hopefully it’s not a big issue.
Grandma/Grandpa time is the best
“obviously drugs were involved.” lolololololol
This made me laugh so hard,too!!!!!
I’m a young grandma (42)(grandkids belong to my step-daughter!) and my granddaughters spent the night last Friday night. Trust me, it’s just as important for your parents as it is for your kids. Having those girls over is the highlight of our lives! I hope our granddaughters enjoy visiting their grandparents as much as Annie did!
Our daughter loves having sleepovers at my parents’ house, and she has been about as thrilled to come home as Annie was, too!
That’s so sweet. She is lucky
So cute! My boys all get to have individual sleepovers at my patents about monthly. They almost always need a little “grand-parental detox”. It’s definitely gotten better but living the good life at grandma and grandpas house makes it hard to come home! Thank God for loving involved grandparents!
My very best childhood memories are ‘sleepovers’ with my Nana and Bumpa. I would ask every weekend to go. I sure do miss those days! Annie is very lucky to have her grandparents so close.
Girl Cheeses! Ha! That’s what my daughters call them, too! LOL~
Sounds like a wonderful time, and I’m sure your parents enjoyed it just as much! My grandma actually watched my sister and I every day after school until I reached middle school, and we spent many summers with them — and I consider myself very lucky to have gotten to know them as well as I have. That time is invaluable!
LOL, reaquainted with her bedroom =) Love it. I remember my boys spending a weekend with my parents since they lived a small drive away. They would come home and boy did they think they were little Kings. So much attention had been put on them for a weekend, they just new mom would do the same. Ahem, I don’t think so. Love grandparents.
I love having my grandkids spend the weekend! And the truth is, because we have rules at our house, they are well behaved,(as much as a 3 year old and 18mo can be) have no trouble sleeping, and we all have a blast! They also have attitude adjustment issues when they go home.
Jean Saucier says:
I so love following your blog. The last paragraph was particularly easy for me to identify with as I too did not grow up with grandparents who spent tons of time with me and I never had sleep overs with them. I have a son who is extremely lucky to have 4 adoring grandparents with whom he spends lots of time!
Living near your grandparents is the best. I LOVED being two blocks from my Gram and Papa.
I spent the night at my grans ALL THE TIME. I miss it. Best times ever. Movies, tea, reading, late night chats. I could tell her anything. I’m so glad Annie (and James) have that connection!!
Martha H. says:
Speaking as a Nana myself, I totally adore my grandson and love having him over every Saturday! It is wonderful to have him kind of to myself, his Pops, his 6.5 year old Aunt G.G., and his Uncle T. We spoil him rotten!
I love your dads shoes, or are they socks! Where did he get them?
My Ava spends the night with her yaya and papa a lot. She loooves it! They cater to her and take her everywhere. So when she comes home to our “boring” house it’s always such thrill. She also spends time looking at the walls of her bedroom. I am all, “go count the walls, see if there are still FOUR and do not come out until you understand being grateful!”
I love the April Fools for Annie. SOOO cute. I shared Mike’s tips for kids with a lot of people. I did the googly eyes one. So cute and takes 5 secs, my kinda preparation!
His shoes are a sock/slipper/shoe hybrid called MukLuks! You can get them on Amazon or ShoeBuy.com!
It’s always more fun to stay somewhere other than home.
That girl cracks me up. Her facial expressions are the best.
We eat girl cheese sandwiches too!
Oh yea. I am VERY familiar with the post weekend at Nana and Tata’s extreme meltdowns.
oh man, yes, going over to grandma and grandpa’s is THEEEE best. such a good highlight of my childhood…and even teenage/adulthood to be honest. grandma had(has) cable tv, a huge comfy bed for me to sleep in, my very own bathroom, and I was allowed to eat candy/fudgsicles before bed, obviously something my mother would NEVER let me get away with. every kid needs that one night away to just be spoiled rotten.
(And I understand the harsh reality of coming back home, Annie. Though I think “getting reacquainted with her bedroom until she had an adjustment in outlook” is about the best description of a time-out I’ve ever heard).
Paula R. (fka preTzel) says:
When my boys were younger they LOVED going to meemaw and papa’s to swim, cook, eat, and play. It was nice to be FREE myself! I so enjoyed those times.
I love the snotty attitude within minutes of coming home. It’s like, oh, I missed you so much! Wait… nevermind. You can go back to Gigi’s house!