Wednesday
Jul092008
They're Baaaack

Over the July Fourth weekend, we logged just over 2,000 miles to collect our brood, who were happily enjoying some carefree grandmother time in New Mexico. Every day, I would call them both to catch up on the day's news. With 3-year-old Jack, the conversation always went like this:
Me: "Hi, Jack, how was your day?"
Jack: "Mom? This is Jack."
He never neglected to remind me who I was talking to. Conversations with Kate went more like this:
Me: "Hey, Kate, how are you?"
Kate: "I'm great."
Me: "What did you do today?"
Kate: "Oh, nothing."
That's when my sister would grab the phone and rattle off the 13 activities they'd done before breakfast.
But whether they sat around in their jammies till lunchtime or spent the day at the park, by the time I'd picked them up they had thoroughly entranced their aunts and grandmother – so much so, that my mom called yesterday to schedule another 1,000-mile trek for them next month.
Me: "Hi, Jack, how was your day?"
Jack: "Mom? This is Jack."
He never neglected to remind me who I was talking to. Conversations with Kate went more like this:
Me: "Hey, Kate, how are you?"
Kate: "I'm great."
Me: "What did you do today?"
Kate: "Oh, nothing."
That's when my sister would grab the phone and rattle off the 13 activities they'd done before breakfast.
But whether they sat around in their jammies till lunchtime or spent the day at the park, by the time I'd picked them up they had thoroughly entranced their aunts and grandmother – so much so, that my mom called yesterday to schedule another 1,000-mile trek for them next month.
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