Sacred space in my week...

Grahm is usually a little tired on Fridays. He relaxes for a bit then he's ready to go! 

Pretending!

As time goes by, I really do see Grandma Day as a sacred little space in my week-a chance to serve my family, and be reminded of life's sweetest blessings. Fridays have deepened my gratitude and given me memories I'll carry forever.

I'm always so grateful that Colby still wants to walk to our house after school occasionally. I'm reminded often of how fleeting this season is and what a blessing it is to be with our grandsons.  

Grahm was not happy with his partner when he missed a shot!

I teamed up with Grey for a round and we won! 

Colby is always up for anything and is so fun. He put a balloon in his hood! I think I heard signs that his voice is changing... growing up too fast.

Christopher gave the boys some swords and shields several years ago and they still have fun playing with them, especially Grahm.

Monkey in the middle is always a favorite. We laugh a lot and are so happy when Grandpa has to be the monkey in the middle! It doesn't happen very often. 

Colby is giving Grahm knighthood... Sir Grahm!

Mark and Tiff came to pick up the boys and they brought the doggies. I was so happy to see them. We were downstairs talking and I couldn't find Grizz and Ruby. I found them on our bed upstairs. That was their favorite spot when I took care of them last week. 

Tim was showing Tiffani the linen/storage closet he built. It's so nice and I'm very grateful to have extra storage.