My parents are jet-setters. They don't stay in the same country for more than six months at a time, but when they come to visit they stay a few weeks. In those few weeks, Twig gets so much love and attention, you would almost think I had been neglegting her before they came. It's such a nice thing for all of us when they are here since Twiggy and grandma and grandpa can't get enough of each other (and my husband I have extra help when we need).
Today, I took advantage of them and went to an appointment for an hour. When I came home, my dad was upstairs with my daughter and they were laughing loudly. My mom was sitting smiling on the couch. She told me they were playing a game and we both gleamed as we listened to the very high and very low pitched laughing.
My parents don't stay with us when they come. If they did I would probably be writing about a different type of visit and it might not come out so chipper. When we wake in the morning, Twig's first question is, "Where gamma and gammpa are?" Then, it's when will we see them, and can I show them to my friends. They grow so attached in the few weeks together, that I don't look forward to the goodbye day.
Fortunately, we will see them again in August, but in between visits I am going to become interesting to her again somehow.