Yesterday I went to my in-laws to help shell peas, and of course my little girl went with me. She tried to help but it's no use, at three years old it is not exactly the easiest thing for her to do. She did have a good time though, but most children have a good time at their grandparents house. I think they were the happiest when she sat down and ate lunch with them, (which is something she usually does not do). On top of that My parents got back from a trip to Connecticut (they were gone a week). My dad has family up there and his godmother died not to long ago. He wanted to offer his condolences and see his aunt and uncle. My dad has retired and he is enjoying his retirement. I am glad for him and my mother both. They need to get out and enjoy themselves, you never know when your health could stop you from doing anything. It is nice that they live so close to me. Sometimes you forget just how much your parents mean to you until they are gone or you do not have any contact with them for several days. I usually call my mom everyday it's just habit. If I don't call her she calls me. My husband is the same way he usually talked to one of his parents at least once a day. I know they will not be here forever so I guess we talk to them every day or almost everyday and that way we have no regrets about never speaking to them at all, I know that there are some people that can't say that.
