"A shame they couldn't have stayed longer," Tom sighed. "Another week or two."
"If only they lived closer," I sighed, "like right around the corner."
I know grandparenting is a different game if you have grandchildren who live close by and who you see regularly than if if your grandchildren live on the other side of the country and you see them for intense week-long stretches only a few times a year.
I, by fate, fall into the latter category.
But I knew this was only a special occasion mess, though it brought me back to those days when my house was in a permanent state of child-induced sprawl. And I found myself recalling the the words I used to say to my children under my breath when they were young :
To be continued...