I have been terrible about updating this blog for the past 2 months (ok, 3 months) but it was Grandparents Day at Andy's school yesterday and if there is anything that deserves documentation around here it is Sweetie. After spending 6 glorious weeks in Destin with some of her dearest friends (Hey Susan!), Sweetie pointed her car to Charlottesville and cared for Grace and Andy for 6 days while Scott and I went to a conference in New Orleans. We returned, she went to Alexandria and stopped by Patty and Paul's before pulling in her own driveway. Scarlett gave Sweetie the royal greeting: she puked all over her. So Mom rolled up her sleeves and helped the Roberts for a couple of days before finally making her way to her own house - all of one block down the street - where she gave her own toilet that same royal greeting minutes after walking through the front door. A mere 2 days later, she got up at the crack of dawn to come to C'ville for Grandparents Day. She held a slightly warm Andy on her lap during the program and then welcomed a very warm Grace from the bus. She did Florence Nightingale duty all night with Grace and is currently stuck between both sickies on the couch as I type. She is going to stay a little later today so that I can run out to pick up antibiotics and search for some kind of juice that Grace will actually drink, and then head back to Alexandria because Patty and Paul are leaving Thursday for a fun trip to Colorado. So here is to Sweetie! We shall celebrate her on Grandparents Day and every other day of the year. What would we do without her?
(Grandparents Day was, appropriately, sunny and warm!)
