Giggles and Squeals

The other day I took Mikey and Macey so that my daughter could have some "me" time to get a pedicure. She is a full time mommy to these kids and I have to tell you, she does a darned good job. She is also going to college to become an RN, so needless to say, her plate is very full. She met me at the salon where my daughter Mandy works. I finished getting my pedicure and wonderful foot massage (thanks Mandy!) and took the kids so Kelly could have her pampering time. We decided to have lunch at Jimmy Johns because I knew the kids would eat the salami sandwich and I am hooked on their veggie sandwiches with guacamole. As I stood at the counter ordering our food, I wrestled with a two and three-year-old, trying to keep them from pulling all of the bags of potato chips off the shelf that had been strategically placed at their eye-level. Who in the world came up with that idea? I decided that one large soda would be better than trying to monitor two toddlers trying to drink their soda instead of eating their sandwiches. And besides, it was more fun to drink from Oma's cup.
Macey couldn't seem to suck soda up through the straw without her eyes rolling back into her head, and it didn't take long for her brother to notice what she was doing. That started a chain-reaction of laughter that could be heard throughout the entire restaurant. Mikey was laughing so hard that he was squealing, and I wasn't about to do anything to stop it. I was thoroughly enjoying the belly laughs and giggles. And Macey was enjoying every minute of her on-stage performance!
We finished our lunch and decided it was time to go home. The day was spent playing, cuddling and reading books until their dad picked them up. Another day to remind me of why I'm alive. Another day of joy, laughter, hugs and kissess from two children who have won my heart beyond what I could have ever imagined. They are only two of six grandchildren, but this day was for them. And I loved every minute of it.