Well my parents flew in from California on the 1st of September and stayed with us through the 5th. It had been 9 months since we had seen each other and it was so wonderful being able to be with them the last few days. And, of course during the entire time we were together we went shopping (mainly so they could spoil Rachael), and we also took them out to look at houses (Yes, we are trying to persuade them to move out here). Overall we had a great time, every moment was cherished.
I do think my parents were a bit shocked at how much Rachael has grown and learned since they last saw her. One thing I know they enjoyed was Rachael calling them Grandma and Grandpa. She would run around the house yelling (Gampa, Gamma) it was very cute. One new thing my mom taught her in the car was (Ready-Set-Go). Rachael really liked that. The last night my parents were here Rachael just didn’t want to lay down to go to sleep, so of course she was crying in her crib and who comes to save her (grandpa, who just couldn’t stand to see her cry), so their last night Rachael got to sleep in the bed with Grandma and Grandpa which I’m sure they enjoyed.
Then Tuesday morning it was already time to say good-bye. I knew it would be difficult for me to see my parents go, but it turned out to be more difficult than I thought. Saying our good-bye’s I had to kind of cover my face so they wouldn’t see any tears, then I’d say oh did you leave any clothes in the laundry room, and walk back there really fast to wipe the tears from my eyes. Once they left I went to the kitchen to put some dishes away and just broke down. It was extremely difficult for me to say good-bye. I know we will see each other again soon, but I can only pray that one day (soon hopefully) they will be able to move out here with us.
