a rare and special bond

Kaden is absolutely in love with his Nana.  He has a special bond with her that I just can't describe.  It makes me so happy.  The boys get to spend the night with Nana and Papa sometimes. It's a special treat for them.  Every day that I am working and I take the boys to my mom, Kaden asks if he gets to spend the night.  If I say no, which I usually do, he says, "ahhh, Mama, I just really wish I could stay at Nana's house."  He gets so excited when he sees me packing his special blanky and "glowman" in his little suitcase.  It means he gets to go live with Nana and Papa for a few days, and what could be better than that? I think he would move there if given the chance.  Even my little Beckham, who hates having his routine disrupted, hates being separated from his mama, and isn't the most social little guy, absolutely loves being at Nana and Papa's house.

I love that when I am working and the boys are with my mom they are having fun.  They are going on hikes, throwing rocks in the water, taking bubble baths, reading stories, planting flowers, watering grass, going on wagon rides, making snow angels, and that they are being loved and cared for, just as I would love and care for them--and maybe even better.  They feel safe and that puts my heart at ease.  I would love to be able to quit working tomorrow, to be able to stay home with my kids until they are older, but that isn't an option for me.  I feel so blessed and comfortable, knowing that they are in the next best place.  They are happy, cared for, loved, cuddled, and even scolded when needed.  They aren't suffering one bit.  In fact, I think that the time they spend with my mom, and dad too, is a huge blessing of our situation.  It is a blessing to my boys to learn from their Nana and Papa, and to have different experiences.  They get to grow up knowing them and creating memories with them. I know they will look back on these years as priceless.  I know it is helping to mold who they become later, all for the better.  It is a blessing for my parents too.  My mom is a saint and has those boys 3 days a week on most weeks.  She never complains even though sometimes I know she is tired or maybe wishes she could have a day to herself.  The bond my boys have with their Nana is something rare and very, very special, and I am so grateful.