Sunday we took Meamaw and Grandpa to a playground... because every grandparent loves a playground! I think any grandparent probably did a victory dance when their children reached the age that they no longer needed parental supervision on a playground. Not that pushing a child on a swing or holding them up so they can do the monkey bars or "watch this! watch this! watch this!" isn't terribly amusing for a grown up. But Meamaw and Grandpa were good sports about it.
Monday morning we all woke up early to get to the track to see the horses warm up.
We did the walking tour of the back stretch which we hadn't done since MiniM.E. was LittleL.G.'s age. It was cute- especially getting to pet Mojito- but it was a little long winded for a tired three-year-old.
In the afternoon we did some pool and some playing...
And said goodbye to Meamaw and Grandpa when they left for the airport Tuesday morning. Thanks for coming!