Life as we knew it a few weeks ago is no more. But it's better. Now I have two little boys to help me burn calories and to help me remember what is really important. 
Michael and Laura moved here three weeks ago. They are staying in a fifth-wheeler behind our house until they can find a home of their own. They are sharing parts of our house with us--the laundry room, the kitchen--we eat at least one meal together each day--and sometimes the boys are taking their naps in the guest bedroom. It is a delight to be lying in bed and hear the pitter-patter of little feet coming close and then suddenly seeing the doors flung open by a little one calling out, "Hi, Grandma!" 
So what if I can't crochet as often, or work on the computer when they're around (they want to play "aliens!"), or keep the floor clean for a few days in a row. But the trade is that I get hugs every day, and they give me a good workout when we chase each other around the house or when I lift them with my feet and legs (good ab workout!) and toss them onto my bed. They are a delight, and Michael and Laura have been so helpful, sharing the cooking and clean-up, cleaning bathrooms, etc. It's a new life for me but I am happy. Being a grandma is my greatest joy in life.
