Last weekend we DROVE to NJ. Well, WE didn't, my dad did. We went to see my grandparents, I wanted them to meet the girlies. It went so well! My dad drove through the night so the girlies could sleep, they did amazing. I was so proud of them. They woke up every once and a while, but usually only for a few minutes. And then, when we arrived in NJ they were cheerful and didn't seem the least bit overtired. Pressy was right in the middle of cutting her upper teeth and growing an ear infection but you'd never know it! She was so cheerful, as was Lyla.
It was so special to see my girlies with my grandparents. It meant the world to me. My grandfather just loved looking at the babies. His memory slips at times, but he watched them the whole time and kept commenting on how adorable and cute they were. And my sweet Gramma kept calling the girls "lover", it was absolutely precious! I don't think I've ever been more proud of my angels. Its such a great feeling to see other people (especially people you love and respect) taking joy in your children. The girlies also got to meet my Aunt Elaine, Uncle Roy and cousins Greg and Matt and Matt's wife Naomi and their girls Jenny and Kirsten.
David really wanted to see one more game at Yankee Stadium but we didn't have enough time. Oh well. It was still one of the most amazing family trips we've been on -- and definitely our farthest destination!