Ken's parents, that is. After many months in their home in NM, they have returned to not-so-sunny NY. We did our best to make it a pleasant transition...Ken made fires in the woodstoves, hot chicken soup to fill the tummy. The children have been excited for days, but none were as excited as Emma, who was anxious to go to bed last night so it could be tomorrow-the day she could see Oma. She's been awake since 6:30 am, and would have run right down had I not explained to her that in NM time it's only 4:30 am and Oma and Grandpa would still be sleeping! So for 3 hours now I've been pulled into the clock watching--
"What time is it, Mom?"
"7:30," I reply.
"Can I go see Oma now?"
"Not yet."
"What time is it, now, Mom?"
"7:45."
"Can I go see Oma now?"
"Not yet."
Repeat every 15 minutes for the last two hours. I did tell her that 10:00 is the magic time-but that means very little to a 6 year old. We are blessed to liveright down the road-a safe walk all contained on our own property to see our precious Oma and Grandpa. We will enjoy the closeness for the next 4 months or so, until it's time for them to head back to The Land of Enchantment.
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