We got up later than we intended this morning, which didn't matter since I wasn't planning to exercise anyway. All we needed to do was get chicken into the slow cooker and scrub potatoes for lunch. It was a very simple lunch that didn't require much preparation.
We had a pleasant visit today with Granddaughter, her young man, and his three-year-old boy. We are very impressed with Granddaughter's companion choice...the young man is handsome, clean-cut, polite, and obviously very responsible. His son is very well-behaved and polite, too.
They arrived about 10 a.m., so we could have a couple of hours to visit and get to know the young man and his son before lunch. We are never sure what to offer folks we are not well acquainted with, but both the young man and the little boy ate heartily, so we obviously did an okay job planning the meal. And the little boy's face lighted up when he saw we were having watermelon for dessert.
Just as with all the kids before him who have visited here (including Granddaughter when she was a little girl), the little boy found the toys in our toy box fascinating. The toys we have are ones we've collected over the years...some from yard sales, and some of which were left here by kids when they visited. There's a very old Fisher-Price activity center that's entertained babies and young children for over 20 years; there are old purses, make-up compacts (minus the make-up), and real portable phones (deactivated, of course); as well as dolls and balls and cars. Nothing in the toy box is high-tech, but kids love it all.
As the adult children and grandchildren always do, Granddaughter brought out the photo albums, so she could walk down memory lane, describing to her friend the good times she enjoyed with us when she was a little girl.
After lunch, we all gathered in the yard for group photos. Then we all hopped in the van (except Mother, who wanted to go home and rest) and toured our small town. Obviously, Granddaughter has been to our house many times, but it has usually been on holidays, and not at times when she could leisurely look around town.
We toured the historic homes district, where there are many restored antebellum homes, and the historic business district, where the library, the courthouse, several antique shops, a popular restaurant, an art gallery, and a recently restored pocket park are located.
We drove by the college (the oldest in the state) where I go to water aerobics, and where the lake that Mother and I like to walk around is located. Then we toured the main shopping district, a long stretch of road that is currently under construction to widen it to four lanes and install sidewalks. Since Granddaughter's friend works on similar construction jobs, he was interested in this area.
From there we swung around an upscale residential area, and then came back home.
Hubbie asked if the little boy was ready to eat some ice cream, and the answer was a resounding "Yes!" We all indulged, some preferring vanilla covered in chocolate sauce, walnuts, and chocolate morsels, and some (Granddaughter and I) opting for fat-free chocolate with walnuts and chocolate morsels.
By this time, it was about 3:30 p.m., so Granddaughter and friend decided they should leave, since it would take a couple of hours for them to travel south to the town where they live. By the end of the visit, the little boy, who was shy when he arrived, was hugging us and calling us Grandma and Grandpa. We're glad he decided to adopt us. We hope Granddaughter, her friend, and our adopted great-grandson will be back to visit soon.
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