To Grandmother's house we go

I have about the best grandparents on the planet.  I know many of you feel that way about your grandparents, but mine are truly the best.

At ages 85 and 90, they have the energy of a 25 and 20 year old.  They run circles around me.  When we were getting ready for the BBQ - I kept having to take water breaks, while my 85 year old grandmother Bonnie ran around doing twice the job of everyone else.

They.are.amazing.

I feel so lucky that I am their granddaughter.  When it comes to grandparents, I have definitely won the lottery.  I have never known two people who love as much as they do.  Who care about everyone around them.  Who taught me what it means to be selfless. 

I hope that someday I am thought of as half the people that they are.  I know that I will try my hardest to make sure that my children always know what wonderful people they are and how lucky we are to have them in our lives.

While we were home visiting, we made our usual pit stop at their house for delicious homemade Italian food.  And of course - I don't need to bring a single toy to their house because (like me when I was a kid) my kids find their attic full of wonders (such as old games and dominoes), and their basement full of ready made play things (who knew you could have so much fun with clothes pins and a clothes line).

But the best part of their house now, and always (besides the fact that you won't find a cleaner house in America) will be the big hill on the side of their house.

As kids we rolled down this hill, and my kids talk about it all year long until we get to go and roll down it in the summer.

They spent a really long time climbing up and down and rolling.  We took many more pictures than I could ever post because it was endless fun for them.

While they rolled, I saw myself, and my brother, and my two cousins doing the same thing so long ago.  I realize that children don't need 1000's of toys to entertain them.

They need to just have an imagination.  And then their play will be endless.

I smile when I look at my grandparents house and that hill.

I know that my kids will always have the wonderful memories we had of rolling, and giggling, and running.  And then doing it all over again.

 I know that if Finley loses her sight, she will still be able to enjoy everything about this hill.

I am so glad that my kids are able to share in a favorite piece of my childhood, and that they are so lucky to know these wonderful people.