After spending Saturday night at Son's and DIL, we arrived yesterday at The Beach to find D1, SIL and (almost grown-up) Grandbabyboy already here. Our New England Yankees had to pack and leave in the dark because of a power outage from Hanna.
Hubby and I haven't seen GBB in about six months. Since he's around adults most of the day, he's 2.11 years going on 21. He speaks like an adult, but acts like a typical three-year-old. His mama was a strong-willed child, too. Snerk. It comes around.
The folks on the other side of the duplex have a little girl around the same age. She's a real cutie and GBB just loves her.
The fam are all down cavorting in the waves and I'm enjoying a cuppa in silence, thanking God for family time, traveling mercies, a good night's sleep, english muffins, SIL's strong, hot coffee, free WiFi and D2's new Apple Computer.
Life is good!