The love of a Grandparent

One of the hardest things I've ever had to do as a parent, was to drop my 10-week old infant off at daycare. Depressing. Cruel. Just really bad.
I feel better about it now that she is older. She loves going and has a lot of friends that she asks about. But one thing that has always made me feel better from the beginning is that my mom picks Allie up just about every day for me. She gets off 2 hours earlier than me, so Allie gets to spend lots of time with her NeeNee and Pop.

My mom takes her to the store and gets her treats. Wal-Mart is affectionately known as "The Icee Store", due to the Subway inside that offers icees. And of course she gets one every single time they go.

So what do they do with her until I arrive to pick her up. Which by the way, she usually fights me and doesn't want to come home...

The check out the flowers.


Spend lots of time outside.


My mom fixes her hair and she promptly pulls it out.

Allie cuts the grass.

Waters the flowers, which she helped plant.

It's a big job, but somebody has to do it.

They eat watermelon in the swimming pool.

And Pop always manages to get a few kisses out of her.



Thanks mom and dad for taking such good care of my baby girl! She is luck to have you both.

And so am I:)