6 days, 1,900 miles, 6 states one sick grandbaby, one fighting off sickness grandson, daughter fighting with my dog while puppy sitting, incredible rain getting there and coming home, cancelled birthday party, and so thankful that we were right where God needed us to be.
Instead of fun adventures Wendy and I spent a lot of time holding our now 1 year old Katelyn, looking after Calvin, preparing dinner, giving babies medicine(that hasn't happened in like 25 years), reading tons of books to Calvin(he is one smart little fella) and very early mornings and very late evenings.
I would go back and do it again in a heartbeat. It was a little sad to see the grandkids either sick or not 100% on their game; but I was reminded of the many, many days we experienced this as a parent.
For now, praying the children get well soon, mom and dad get some peace and rest, and we return in September to our happy, healthy babies!