Long story short (although it's too long already), I was half-ready to just give up on this whole "String of Pearls" business--but my hero got everything all squared away, just in the nick of time. Things are back to normal and I know what to do again--for the time being, anyway. So now I can not only write a blog post, but add pictures as well. Thank goodness! Because when I was experiencing all those technical difficulties down in Alabama, I wasn't able to post photos of my darling little granddaughters! And boy, did you guys miss out! I felt bad for you, I really did. You must have been experiencing some serious FOMO--because there was a whole lot of cuteness happening down there, every minute of every day.
We got back home last night, and I tell you, Papa and Grammy are missing those two little cutie pies! I keep humming their favorite little songs, ("Old MacDonald," "Doe, a Deer," "Elmo's Song," "Elmo's Ducks," "Rubber Duckie," "Me and My Teddy Bear," "Goodnight, My Someone"...the hit list goes on and on). I keep thinking of their soft, kissable cheeks, their heavenly-smelling heads, and their room-lighting smiles. I miss playing "Peek-a-Boo" and "Patty Cake" with them. And I especially miss lying on the floor on a big, fleecy blanket and having them crawl all over me...and show me where my eyes are with their chubby little pointer fingers (after they pull off my glasses, of course). How special that was for my husband and me, to have ten whole days with them when they're at such a wonderful age (they turned one on June 2)--when everything is new and exciting and there's so much to learn.