After my accident, my grandparents stopped by for a visit. Or as they said, “to make sure my babies were okay.”
They came bearing gifts for Ellie and Harper and got to spend time playing with them before heading on to town (Keaton-speak for “going shopping”).
It gives me an odd sense of contentment to know that my grandparents feel comfortable enough to stop by, unannounced, at our house just to see how we’re doing. Also to make fun of me ramming my car into another car, but mostly just to see us.
And because I finally got some editing software and I’m enjoying playing with it, you now get to view pictures from the visit in all different kinds of photo editing glory. And I’m sorry if you’re a pro and looking at these will give you a headache. You should probably stop reading now.
These pictures just make me want to call my grandparents. So if you’re still lucky enough to have your grandparents, you should give them a call too.
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adorable. now i need to go take an advil 😉
KATE! Don’t judge my lack of skills… 🙂