There he sat
On his airplane
Books stacked as high as his ears
For reading material on his trip
To see his Grammy
He flew through the air
Piloting his jet plane
Navigating all the way to Florida
Got off the plane
Imagined that he saw his Grammy
And told her it was time to come home…
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We dropped her off this morning
And miss her already
Fynn said to me, “I’m just sad Mommy. I miss Grammy”
Paige grunted in agreement
I told him I understood
And lifted him up for an airplane ride around the living room
Arms spread wide open
Eyes dancing with memories
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sooo sweet… you’re so good with him. you give me courage.
Poor Fynn…Poor Mama!
How adorably sweet. Great picture too. You get some really great sunlight in that room!
Picture and words combined make me sad. Hope you all had a great visit.
Grandmas rule.
Awwwww – that is so sweet. And wow! He can draw really well!
I haven’t said yet, either, how cool it is that we both have a Fynn/Finn. Any kid with such an awesome name has got to be cute…
I should clarify, my mom drew the planes for him before she left
He’s a good artist… but not that good yet!
so sweet. it is hard to see our moms go. mine can only ever stay for 2 days max. so hard.
i love his drawings.
So cute! The love of little ones for their grammies! =)
Saying goodbye is always hard. Glad you were able to have such a long visit. Blessings to you and yours.
That is so, so sweet. I have taken many a ride in the kitchen chair airplane– they’re the best.
awwww, I’m sure you all will miss her terribly.
Nell
What a wonderful visit you all must have had. The good thing about grandparents living far is that the visits are that much more special. I’m lucky to have my parents so close but I hope my kids never take their frequent visits for granted!
Poor little kiddo. G feels the same way about my mom. He often packs his entire closet in a bag and tells me he’s leaving for Grandma Puppy’s house. So sweet, but so sad at the same time.
I hope her absence isn’t unbearable.
May our eyes always dance with memories.
May our words always shine this bright.
Beautiful stuff.
I miss my Mommy tooooooo!
It’s always sad when our grammies go home. Thank goodness our imaginations can fly us there and back to visit for an afternoon.
You doing all right flying solo again?
You do have a way with words, Corinne. Your children are blessed to have you for a mommy. Your love of them shines in your photos and your writing.