Happy Memorial Day!

Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service.

Relaxation. That's what we have on the agenda today. I've been up since 5:45. I did sleep well. I'm starting to think that I don't require as much sleep as I once did. I seem to wake early nearly all of the time now.

We arrived at the house around 7 PM. After oohing and ahhhing for a while, Verne and Mac carried all of the luggage in. Then we played musical rooms. The house has four bedrooms. Three king size beds, and a queen. When I reserved the house, I figured that Verne and I would take the master suite. The girls could have one king bed, the boys could have the other, leaving Grandma with the queen. Well, Grandma immediately complained about the steps.

After using the potty, she looked in what was to be her room. I was in the boy's room, when she came in and exclaimed, "My room does not have a chair. Everyone else has a chair but me! I need a chair to sit and read and watch TV."

"Okay Grandma. I noticed that too. We'll give the girls the queen bedroom, and you can have theirs. It has its own bathroom anyway. That will be better for you. "

So I showed her around her new room, and discovered that in God's providence her "new" room even had a built in shower seat just like her room at home. Perfect for her. I thought that she would be thrilled. She doesn't have to climb over the tub edge to get in, as there is just a small lip to step over. I was feeling very satisfied when:

"There's only one problem!"

"What Grandma?"

"Every other bedroom has a TV, and this one doesn't!" She looked like she was going to bawl.

"Yes, Grandma, it does."

"NO! It doesn't!"

"Yes, Grandma, it DOES!"

"Well then, where is it?"

I opened the armoire at the bottom of the bed. "Oh," she muttered.

"Anything else I can get you?"

"No."

I left, but brought her a set of sheets a few minutes later. "Grandma, I'm setting these here. Verne and I have to go to the grocery store before it closes. I will put them on for you when I get back."

Verne and I left the kids to play air hockey, and Grandma was watching Sunday night baseball. I also gave the kids their sheets and told them to make their beds. Grandma wandered to find Autumn.

"This king size mattress is too heavy for me. I need help. Your mother didn't put my sheets on for me." My back hurts, and I CAN NOT do it myself."

Autumn made the bed for her.

When we returned from the grocery store, we all pitched in and put away groceries. Then we had air hockey tournaments.

Grandma didn't want to come downstairs. She was content to watch the baseball game in her room. When I went to check on her, she asked, "Are all the bedrooms on this floor?"

"No. Ours is upstairs off of the living room."

"Oh. Don't you want to be down here with the kids?"

"No. We want the master suite upstairs."

"Oh."

Everyone was in bed by 11.

And so, today we plan on hanging out at the house. By the pool. In the hot tub.