Thank God for Grandmas

When it comes to grandmas, I know that not all children are as lucky as my boys.  Both Grandma B (my mom) and MeMe (Todd’s mom) are both so wonderful that I wanted to write a post specifically dedicated to them.

Grandma B drove over five hours to stay a few days with us at the beach. While she was there, she helped with the boys, took us out to eat seafood, joined Brooks on his first Charleston carriage ride, and stayed in the condo with Case while he napped so Todd and I could relax and spend some time with Brooks on the beach without chasing around a wild and crazy toddler. Here at home, she is constantly available to watch the boys whether it’s so we can go on a date or attend work-related events.

MeMe invited Brooks to stay with her for four days. At first, I was a little nervous because he’s never been away from us for more than two nights, but I knew she would take amazing care of him and that it would be a meaningful experience for both of them. He ended up having so much fun with MeMe and the rest of Todd’s family that she had to pry him away from playing so he would talk to us on the phone. So much for him missing Mommy and Daddy. We came down on the fourth day to spend July 4th at MeMe’s. At that point, MeMe took both boys on numerous golf cart rides around their beautiful property and watched Case so we could take Brooks to see Monsters University.

I believe in the old adage, ‘it takes a village to raise a child.’ Most Americans do not live in villages anymore, but for me, the concept still rings true. I feel that everyone who loves my children will play a part in raising them, and I can’t express how blessed I feel to have two such sweet women as part of our own, special village.

Grandma B and the Boys

MeMe and the Boys