bean bags

papa frank came for a long weekend.  it was great to have him at the finish line of my 1/2 marathon, but it was even better for the kids to have their papa in town!  

dylan and i picked him up from the airport, and to my amazement, she recognized him as he was walking through security - and ran into his arms.  one of those hallmark moments!  ok, yes, so it was only march since we saw him last, but you never know how much information is held in their tiny brains.

she loves her papa.  she loves his mustache and tickling him.  she loved cuddling, but i think she loved standing on his tummy even more.  and because she's two and wants attention, when she wants it, i can still hear her saying, over and over: 

PA PA, yook!  YOOK, PA PA!  PA PA, PA PA , yook, YOOK!  

{so it isn't just the mama's that get that - you know, if you don't respond, they'll just keep on and on?!}

during this bean bag excitement, dylan was just a wall away, snoozing up a storm in her room.  we must have checked on her every 10 minutes, for 2+ hours, thinking she'd be up any minute and want to join in on the fun.  no such luck.  she didn't wake until nearly 7 (and went down around 2!) but it gave jb and papa some much needed bonding time.  just as it's hard for us parents to get that one-on-one with the kids individually, it has to be hard for the (out-of-state) grandparents!   

jb ate up the attention, naturally.  they enjoyed pizza dinner on the deck, and then we broke out the bean bag game.  they had so much fun and so many laughs together.  come back soon, papa frank!