And on the third day, we hung out at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. We drove everyone buggy and the girls ran Uncle Joey ragged. They played a lot of basketball and just generally hung around…
Then, after a picnic lunch, the Petites Ya-Ya stayed put to run around with Uncle Joey some more, while the Ya-Ya sisters (uh, that would be Kim, Rhi, and I) drove to Auntie Cheryl’s to see the house renovations. Along the way, we saw some wild turkeys hanging around in some random person’s yard. Kim obligingly circled back around so I could take a pic for you fine folk. Only I missed them. So we turned around yet again. Rhi tried to get better pics to send to me, paparazzi style. But I gots them!
We saw all of Auntie Cheryl’s cool renovations to the house, had some tea, and played a hand or two of Rummikub. It was the perfect afternoon diversion.
We grabbed the girls, dashed back to Connecticut, and made Confederated States of Yum for a laid back dinner. Oh, and had some adult slushies. I then maybe found a whirlygig on the floor and made Pinnocchio noses. Unrelated to the slushies, I swear.
And that was just Day 3. Tomorrow: some ghostbusting. You’ve been warned.