visiting the westside

About every other week, Win and I make the trek to my parents' house in Redlands to do laundry and to work on a personal history project. I love being home and Win does, too. He is getting to know Grandma and Grandpa West quite well which is wonderful. I didn't grow up near my grandparents so I don't know what it's like to be close (proximity and relationship) to a grandparent. Win on the other hand, thinks my mom is his other mom. When I leave a room, he might fuss. When my mom leaves a room, he will fuss.

One of my favorite things to do while we we're there is to let him roam around outside. I feel like he can "grow" that way. My sister's kids used to have turtles and I remember her saying that they grow to their environment: If turtles are in a terrarium, they stay small, but if they're allowed outside in the big, wide world they grow. I feel the same is true for Win. Apartment-living is fine, but I always feel like he needs to be outside to really "see" and "learn". Grandma and grandpa's house is the perfect outlet.

Here are a few photos from our trips to Redlands.

Little Helper

Reading with Grandpa

I'm grateful we live close enough to visit my parents AND Kent's parents so often and I'm grateful Win gets to create memories with them all. My dad is 83 today so now is the time!