Evie loves his Grampy and had so much fun playing.
Look at my princess and her Grampy! How cute are they? I think dad was pretty smitten with our happy girl.
I did some serious rearranging before dad arrived, and thought I would document my house while it was clean. It never lasts very long.
I moved the rocker to the library. I think it works there. That space always seems so quiet and comfortable.
Beautiful fall colors on the vine climbing our porch.
I moved the dining room table to the wall and made a play area. It is much more useful for us than having a formal eating space. And on the plus side, Evie won't give himself a concussion running into the table.
I also hauled the old oriental rug up from the basement and positioned our couch and livingroom around it. Even though it is really worn in spots, it makes the space seem homier and more put together.
Being silly with my boy!
To kill some time before Grampy arrived, Evie and I made a tent in his bedroom. It was lots of fun to play in and we even read a few books.
Elmo approved.
Grampy with his grand-bubbles.
See her little elf ear? Both of them are starting to have distinctly peeked tips. I think it is because her aunt Amanda kept asking if she had elf-y ears. 
Funny thing about this picture, it makes Phoebe look like a sweet obedient dog. In actuality, she gave dad blisters from pulling so hard. 
Everett was a little intrigued by my dad's mustache. As are we all. Funny story, when I was about Everett's age, my dad shaved off his mustache for the first time in my life. I was so mad that I told him to "put it back" and when he couldn't, I didn't talk to him.
Grampy cuddles are so special.
