Ok, I’m back. I’ve been on vacation the past two weeks and it was glorious!
Vacationing with my parents was non-stop fun this year. I was completely elated and overly exhausted from all the fun and quality time we had together. It was so worth it.
My parents were able to see my kids in their element. They enjoyed my four-year-old’s T-ball practice and delighted in talking to all the parents at the practice – because it was overly adorable. They were able to see my twelve-year-old at her sailing camp and they envisioned her participating in the America’s Cup.
My mom helped me with all the laundry and only rearranged one closet (progress!). My parents were also able (or forced?) to watch all the Harry Potter movies so they could go see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 2 (in 3D).
We spent a lot of time outside, at the pool, at the park, and walking around. It was exciting for me to see my parents thriving during their retirement years. I could expound on some of their health coups – but they are super private about their health issues – which is something I have to adjust to because I have this same tension with my mother-in-law. (Is this generational?)
Every morning, during their visit, my son would wake up super early so he could have snuggle time with my parents. They would read a story or build something with Legos. Then my stepdad would get out his vitamin organizer and talk to my son about vitamins – all the colors, sizes and how vitamins keep you healthy and make you stronger.
Those two would be in deep discussion about chewable vitamins vs. tablets.
(I wasn’t allowed to capture pictures of this – you know, some early morning pictures cannot be posted on the web – without your parents giving you the stink eye….and all the privacy requirements too, about health.)
And with this very deep vitamin discussion, my son insisted he needed an organizer for his daily vitamin. How could I argue with that? If my parents were being semi-role models of health for my little guy, then I would fully support it.
Now, my son wanted to get the largest pill organizer we could find, but I explained to him – Papa (my stepdad) had a larger pill organizer because he was a grandpa (no, not because he’s a senior!). We settled on a smaller and rounded version.
I have not had to remind my son to take his vitamins all week, so I’m thinking about sending my stepdad a thank you note.