And not in the way that I so frequently desire. We had my in laws here for the weekend. We rarely get to see them as they live on the other side of the country, and it’s a lot harder to travel with a baby. They hadn’t seen the Mini since he was about seven months old. And that was when we met up with them in DC, which was the trip from hell. So I don’t really count that as a visit.
Obviously the Mini doesn’t remember that trip (thankfully), but we do keep a lot of pictures of his Poppi and Oma floating around the house. He sees my parents often enough, that he knows them by name and will recognize them. I don’t need to leave pictures of them all over the house. We’ve been prepping him, as he has a tendency to freak out when people he doesn’t know come and visit. Like any kid, and eventually he warms up, but it’s nice for everyone involved if the greeting goes smoothly.
It was pretty cool to see him grasp the concept of who they were (he recognized the immediately), and he was immediately smitten with them, especially his Poppi. He tends to be pretty good with adults that he knows but is still weird if they try to hold him. However, he was perfectly fine with them picking him up and he wanted nothing to do with us, always asking for them, and saying hi to them. It was a really cute site to see.
It’ll be sad to see them leave tomorrow, but the poor Mini is just so off schedule that he’s exhausted and I fully expect that he’ll be in complete checkout mode after they go. Not before trying to boycott his nap, I’m sure.
On the other hand, my father in law fixed my curtains, so if they wanted to extend their visit a little longer, I’d be totally ok with that.