End of her rope...

A couple of weeks ago five-year-old Lydia informed her mother that she needs a break.  Lillie is at the end of her rope and she needs to spend some days at Grand B's to get away from her.

I love how she used the idiom and we all knew what she meant when she made that proclamation!  Lillie might not have been literally at the end of Lydia's rope but she sure wished she was at the time.

The good news is, Lydia did get to come and spend some days with Mike and me.  We always love having the grands come for their one-by-one days.  It is a fabulous time to get to know them better and indulge them just a wee bit.

We spent a couple of afternoons relaxing at Nan's pool...

Focused on some serious swimming and floating.  Well, mostly, floats...

She showed me how to do some sunbathing...

We went grocery shopping and bought some treats like cotton candy popsicles...

...that turned out not to be so much like cotton candy after all.

We did some serious movie watching on one rainy day...

...stretched out in Daddy Mike's chair, no less.

She helped Daddy Mike feed the calves and shared a tub of popcorn with him while they stayed up way past her bedtime watching the College World Series Baseball games each night.

During these visits, Mike and I truly feel...

Generally, our days were mostly just about time away from the torments of an older sister, the bossiness of parents, doing some general relaxing and just...

...being cute!