Jan 19
Cuddles with Oma

I love to cuddle with my Oma!

On the way to the airport you kept saying “And Opa!” when I told you we were going to pick up Oma. When we got there I asked you who we were going to pick up and you said “Baby!” with an expression of hope.
Spoiling the grandchildren with gifts is something Oma and Opa do naturally. Finger puppets, a little picnic basket tea set, a poncho (which you refused to keep on for more than a minute less we had any grandiose ideas).
You snuggled right in with her after both of you napped and exchanged a few gifts… here she’s opening the book we made for her of the grandkids.

You loved teasing Oma with food, extending some little forkful of tidbits in her direction, then lunging at it like a hungry snapping turtle. You’d giggle, and offer her the next forkful.

We had lots of activities, we wanted to show Oma all the fun things we do here together. We had a picnic and played at Vasona park, we spent a morning at Discovery Museum, we shopped until we dropped. Oma saw you playing at Gymboree with Nana and upon witnessing how much you love Gymbo the clown, she secretly bought you the largest one. You were flabbergasted when you opened it.

One day we went over the hill to Aptos for brunch at the Red Apple and to Glaum’s egg ranch to see the dancing chickens, and stopped briefly at the beach.

Then it was time for Oma to head back to Opa in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. The time went by so quickly, but we had a lot of fun. I’m glad that it is so important to her that you know her and that she knows you. It’s a long way for her to go, or for you to go when we visit in Canada, but well worth it so you will know your Oma and Opa.

We dropped Oma off at the airport. You pointed in excitement at the planes, trying to get out of your car seat. Love Oma, love the planes, but you were quite content to wave goodbye and come back home with Mama and Dada.

All those laughs, all those trips, all those presents, you were so very glad we picked up Oma at the airport and not a baby.

And the next day, after she left, you were looking for her.

See photos of Oma’s visit.

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