You're talking about my kids?!

Grandma and Grandpa were visiting again last week, and this is what Grandma reported to me:

• the kids were quite well-behaved, and played well together
• Ceilidh had a very healthy appetite and ate whatever Grandma put before her
• Devlin also ate whatever Grandma served, and in fact, ate non-stop
• all 3 kids napped in the afternoons - it was so quiet, Grandma declared the house was actually peaceful!
• Aisling even nibbled on kim-chee (Korean spicy picked cabbage)
• there wasn't much in the terms of whining

Really? These were my kids she talking about. We're thinking of shipping Ceilidh off to live with Grandma. Apparently, she only eats for Grandma. Because, after Grandma and Grandpa left, she gave us a hard time about dinner - again!

To hear anyone describe our household as peaceful, and it's not the middle of the night - that's a first. Wow.

Why do children always behave when mom and dad are not actually present? Why do we always have to hear about their angelic dispositions, and never get to witness it?

Maybe they just know how to play the game.

Grandma brought over a batch of muffins. The kids polished off the entire batch (count 'em - 24 mini muffins) in one day. Devlin and Ceilidh declared them to be "the best cupcakes ever!" Grandma, so flattered by the compliments and encouraged by their healthy noshing, baked two more batches before heading back home.

The kids waved good-bye, and showered beloved grandparents with many slobbery kisses and shouted "See you Friday" as Grandma and Grandpa drove away. Within minutes, these angels reverted back to the boisterous rugrats with whom we are more familiar.

Seriously, maybe we should send them all to the grandparents and we can visit them on occasion. Maybe then we'll catch a glimpse of the angels?

(Although, Grandpa has declared no more sleeping with Ceilidh. She kicked off all the covers, and kept kicking them off, so that poor Grandpa froze all night.)

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