Little Surprise

For a few months now James and I have known that Grandad was going to be coming for a visit. Monday was the day that he got in. It worked out that we were able to go get the kids and head up to the airport. The kids knew something was fishy as soon as they got in the car and Daddy was with to pick them up. He told them we had to go to the airport and they all immediately guessed Grandad. We just told them they would have to wait and see who it was.

Every morning before school the kids all gather around Grandad (even though they are supposed to be getting ready) and they beg him to tell them stories of when James was a kid.