The kids were very excited to visit Grandma and Grandpa. I think they were happy to be out of the car as well. George’s Mom already had rooms prepared for us. The girls all shared a room and we had the three boys with us. Yes, they all slept in their own beds. Duke in a toddler bed, Pooh in a pack and play, and Baby Kermit in a crib. It really is a big room. It was an old farm house. There are 5 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and many other rooms. Yes, you could get lost. George took some time in the huge attic in order to grab some of his childhood memories to take home with us. They also have a huge yard. The kids had a blast running around. They helped Grandma plant some flowers, flew kites with Grandpa, played with their cousins in the front yard and shot a BB gun with Dad. We also had the opportunity to make new friends and meet family members we have never met before. The kids enjoyed with Great Grandpa when they get the chance. Grandma and Grandpa’s house was always full of people and love. We had the opportunity to attend Mass at their local Parish, St. Denis. It’s a beautiful church inside and out. The husband and I, neither were able to sit through a normal hour long Mass. Since the younger two learned how to walk it’s been a struggle. Any parent with 1or 2 yr olds understands. It makes more appreciative of the older two Altar Serving and Children’s Liturgy of the word for Duke and Bubbles. The problem is when the older four are left in the pew by themselves they tend to play. I wasn’t able to return to the pew but I did have whining and tattling when they found me. They must not have been too bad. We got the usual they are cute, they are so behaved, and you are doing a good job. I have encountered parents in similar situations and make it a point to tell them it doesn’t last forever and they are doing a good job. Our time at Grandma and Grandpa’s house was one I don’t think the kids will easily forget.