My mom and dad left a few days ago. Charlie has been wandering around the house saying, "A Papa go?" His buddy is gone. The boys had a great time with Papa. He kept the tickling to a minimum and they survived it.
It sure was nice not to have to get up before the sun to pack a lunch and help Isaac get on the bus. I think Isaac preferred having Nana make his lunches. She actually asked him what he wanted to eat. She also slaved away in the kitchen, sweat over the laundry, and entertained the kids for an entire week with bit of help from Papa. Travis and my dad got a tiny bit of hunting in but were just getting warmed up when their stay here came to an end.