Today we visited my Grandma and Grandpa in the hospital. Oma (to the kids) is in the hospital again for a UTI infection. She’s been in and out the whole year. She thought she might be getting out today, but the doc said maybe Monday. We had a really good visit, but they need to move her to a bigger room or I need quieter kids! We had to shut the door to keep the noise level down. The kids were excited, Grace sang her song and Joel did some magic tricks. He’s gotten really good at up close slight of hand.



Hannah was being a toot; I don’t think she liked the hospital room (so Grandma you need to be at home when we come in Jan.) I finally gave them the photo scrapbook I made. I had been meaning to send it forever. It’s too small for all the photos I put in it, but it turned out nice anyway.

Grandpa took us to lunch while the nurse worked on Grandma. I asked him what he had for Thanksgiving supper (that’s when they brought her in.) He said they had turkey and all the trimmings for free in the cafeteria. My Grandpa looks really mean in this picture Grace took, but he’s really a pillar of faith and a sweet guy.

He seemed in good spirits and not tired. He has to drive an hour (I think) each way to get to the hospital. After I saw the room I knew why he didn’t spend the night, it’s too small and they only have that stupid reclining chair to sleep in. So, he was leaving a little early today because of the rain. We went back and said our goodbyes, just until Jan and that’s not far off.

Then I took the kids to Tropioca downtown for some tapioca ball drinks. I grabbed a banh mi thit ngong sandwich to eat over there.

We love Vietnamese food. The drinks were strawberry, chocolate and mocha chino, all with tapioca balls on the bottom. They’re black/brown and the size of a marble. They kind of soak up the flavor of the drink.



Last year Hannah loved them so much I just got her a cup of balls, but this year she didn’t like them. She could see them coming up the straw and spit them out when they got in her mouth. She really wanted a little teddy bear from there, but it was wearing a shirt that said ‘got balls?’ True they mean tapioca balls, but still.


I drove down the street to go to the Vietnamese market and get some dessert, but they had closed it. I guess when the Pho shop closed the yuppies in the neighborhood didn’t like the old smelly market next door. So now both are gone and it’s a yuppie café restaurant. As long as they leave my sandwich/drink shop alone, I’m fine.

I took the kids back to my moms where Joel attempted to teach my mom how to juggle. Leaving them to juggle and watch TV I picked up James and we went to Pappasitos. We spent way too much money there, but dang those fajitas were good. We decided we’d leave early Sunday and take our short route back so we’d have Monday to rest up.