Grandma left for South Africa earlier this evening; she’s going to visit her sister, Dorothy, who is on a mission in Port Elizabeth with her husband Raymond (they work with the Perpetual Education Fund). We have mixed feelings about having her go.
It’s been wonderful to have her here, but I think we’re both kind of excited to see if we really can handle life (+2 kids) without her.
I did get the dishes washed tonight so it just might be possible.
Frankly, the only reason we are excited to see if we can handle having her gone is because we know that she’ll be coming back after a week, so it’s only a reality test run. We get her back for the rest of December, thank goodness. Perhaps by then we’ll really be ready to take the reigns. Maybe.
Rachel handled the parting better than I thought she would, although she did try to stowaway into the cab with Grandma. She knows, though that Grandma is only going for a week to visit her sister. She’ll be back soon. No tears were shed, surprisingly enough, and Rachel went to bed willingly.
We’ll see how tomorrow goes and if we end up eating something more than oriental noodles.
Have a fun time, Grandma! We’ll be counting down the days until you get back…