everybody loves mormor

my mom came up yesterday to stay with us for the weekend. she rocks….know why? ’cause she came up mainly to babysit for us so that we could go out tomorrow night. see, i told her that we made plans with some friends, and she drove 2.5 hours to Ottawa so that she could watch the monkeys whilst we have some much-needed adult fun. (wait…did that sound kinda dirty?)

the boys adore their mormor (Danish for grandmother…specifically mother’s mother). when she comes through the door, the both go running/crawling. it’s so much fun to see them playing with her…since she lives so far away, it’s a big deal when they see her.

i told Zander last week that mormor would be coming soon to visit. this is the conversation i had with him the next day when i went to get him out of bed in the morning.

me: Morning Zander!

Zander: Mor’ing mummy! [he paused] Mormor! Mormor!

me: No sweetheart, mormor isn’t here right now.

Zander: Soon!

me: Yup! She’s coming to see us soon!

Zander: Mormor make a hat!

me: [trying hard to stiffle my laughter] Yes, Zander…she’ll make you a hat!

now that’s a good memory…my mom was knitting hats to sell last time she was here to visit, and she had promised to make one for him. i guess he’s stored that little nugget in his cute little head for over a month waiting for this hat she promised him!

so she made sure to bring her supplies, and has been knitting hats for the boys…so cute.

how’s that…she comes all that way up here to offer he babysitting services (free, of course!), and she knits us all hats to boot!

yes sir…my mom rocks!

mormor and boys knitting

the boys “helping” mormor knit a hat


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