I know my grandkids like to visit me. They hurry up to the door, take off shoes and coats and make themselves at home. They like grandma's toys, snacks, tv, and bathtub. They love all of their uncles. We have a good time together.
But then...it's time to go home.
Trevor and Miriam often have to be carried to the car kicking and screaming when it's time to leave. Kaith is mature enough to just pout and perhaps whimper. Sterling is too young to care.
It's easy to get them in, and an ordeal to get them out. I'm amazed that Stephanie is able to go anywhere with all of them.