The flip side...

This is how we left our children and mothers.  At Monkey Joe's Bounce House in Fayetteville.

Two hours later, this is what we looked like...

A little while later I received an email with the picture below and the caption read, "Dinner was good."

And a little while after that, I received this picture with the message, "Another satisfied customer."

Clearly the moms were not following the 100 Days of Real Food menu.

And at bathtime, this was the picture we received...

But, c'mon.  We've all seen that even I have zero control over these apes at bathtime.

Carry on, Grandmas, carry on.  And so they did.  All week long.  The Grandmas did arts and crafts and set up the water slides and played Shoots & Ladders and made Christmas ornaments and rearranged our closets and folded our clothes and towels and watched "Monk" and stayed up late laughing and drinking Mike's Hard Lemonade.

We got on that plane.  With grateful and light hearts and we flew far, far away...

We had the most incredible week.  Until we returned to the airport and were told we had a 10-hour delay in our flight time home.  Ugggh.

So we called the moms and told them the news...

They didn't even run away.  Nope.  They stayed with our boys an ENTIRE 'nother day.  That's love, folks.  Because I know where they were at that point.  D-O-N-E.  Done!  But the moms were still there when we returned.  

And the apes were happy.