Waiting For Mimi and Poppa

Or Mimipoppa, as Jack has taken to calling my parents.

It doesn't matter if I actually tell him that they are coming over or if he figures it out by covertly listening to a phone conversation - Once Jack knows that Mimipoppa is coming over, he waits anxiously at the dining room window calling for them until he sees their car turn onto our street. After they pull into the drive and the car goes behind the house and out of his line of sight, Jack burns a trail straight to the backdoor, panting and giggling the whole way.

It has been my joy to watch this happen three out of the last four mornings, as my parents have been here slaving away, helping us complete our latest project - the new office/playroom and guest bedroom. Dad has been hanging drywall, cutting and hanging trim, sanding, sweeping, and doing countless other things that I am sure I will never know about. Mom has been cleaning, playing with Jack and meticulously piecing and sewing my new living room curtains, which I just LOVE.

I have no idea what any of us would do without them. Love you so much, Mimipoppa! And THANK YOU!!!