The return of 'Amma' and 'Ampa'

My parents returned safely from their vacation last night and Graham was thrilled to say the least. He was in the car when I picked them up from the airport and he went BONKERS when he saw them waiting at the curb with their luggage. If he wasn't strapped securely into his car seat, I'm pretty sure he would have jumped from the car long before it stopped. I barely got a 'hello' from my mom before she jumped into the backseat with Graham where they were both wearing matching giant grins. Apparently they both missed each other....a lot! Graham actually held his 'Amma's' hand very tightly nearly the entire way home! Graham also had a treat for his Grandpa. While they were gone I worked very hard with Graham so he could actually call his Grandpa by name when they returned. Well, when he saw my Dad he did say 'Ampa' so I would consider that a success! Understandably, due to serious jet lag, our visit yesterday was a quick one and Graham was not too happy to watch his Grandparents leave our house with his climbing apparatus aka Millie, their very big dog.

This morning, when I went to get Graham out of his crib for the day he smiled at me and immediately began asking for his 'Amma'. I'm so thankful I didn't have to tell him that she was on an airplane for the millionth time! Lucky for us, she was up bright and early thanks to jet lag and was prepared for our early morning phone call and subsequent visit. We spent the morning catching up and running errands together. It's funny how simple errands can be fun with good company-I'm so lucky to have my Mom! When it came time to head home and let Graham have a nap, he was so upset in the car that he cried himself to sleep as he called out for his 'Amma'...it was sooo sad! He did wake up in a good mood though so at least I'm still a little bit cool in his eyes! :)