The Toy Department

Joel and I left the boys this weekend with their "uma" and "umpa" so we could get away for a little mommy and daddy time. So far Joel and I have been haveing a great time!!! No clock in the hotel to worry about time, mild rain that seems to have gone away now, we have acutally had a conversation with each other for more than 5 minutes without having to be interupted and we only stopped twice in our eight hour drive down to Virginia.

When we told the boys that uma and umpa were going to be watching them this weekend the first thought that came from Noah's mind was "OOOOO Toys!!! Uma take me to get toys!!!" I tried to reply with, "No hunny everytime uma comes it does not mean you can buy toys anymore." and of course he responds with the one question every other four year old knows best, "Why?" Now trying to explain money and the value of it to a four year old is almost as easy as trying to get a lid off a jar with wet hands. Its impossible with making little progress.

So we dropped the boys off at their daycare and preschool and met with uma and umpa to cover the necessities they may need while we are gone, contacts, medical, routines, and some rules to hopefully stick to and we were on our way. By the time Joel and I hit the Tarmack in West Virginia we called them to see how they were doing. The first thing out of Noah's mouth was, "we are buying toys!!!" ugh!! I tried to talk uma and umpa into not buying them any toys because we already have a basement full. I guess it is just one of those things where they are going to do what they will and it puts a smile on their grandkids face and that makes them feel happy as well. I guess if everyone is happy in some sense I can do away with my objections from time to time to let them savor their time with them. Grandparents.