When Emma was 2 1/2 and Tyler was just a year old we drove to D.C. for Thanksgiving to be with my grandparents who were there on a mission. That was one of the most fun trips - my Grandma is SO MUCH FUN and loves kids. She played with mine the whole time we were there, and she got them hooked on hide-n-seek, even in their tiny missionary apartment. When the kids couldn't find her (which was always the case), she would literally squeak until they found her. I got the biggest kick out of my grandma, squeaking from some closet or bedroom. This little sound has carried over into our own games of hide-n-seek.
Emma is at pre-school this morning and Tyler said, "Will you play with me?" I asked what he wanted to play and he told me we should do hide 'n seek. This game is hilarious but also frustrating because my kids are clueless about hiding. For that matter, they're also clueless about seeking. He started counting to 10 (much too fast) and I took off running with him hot on my heels. As I jumped behind the couch, I heard him start squeaking, needing a clue about where to find me. I like to call this cheating, but he is only 3. He of course found me quickly and then I got to find him, using the squeak method as well.
Here is my grandma meeting and holding her very first great-grandchild (Emma).
Here are my other two grandparents (dad's parents) meeting and admiring Emma. I love this picture.