They love me and my family so much, it's amazing. It isn't about the material things in life that show love but the other things like Dad borrowing a bobcat from work, clearing his driveway and making a HUGE snow pile for his "grandbabies" to sled down.
It's Mom who drives to my house once a month at 8:00 in the morning to watch the little girls so I can be a parent helper at school (even when it was -35*). And when she comes, Arianna is guaranteed a good morning because grandma always has something in her blue bag for her to do. At Christmas time, it was mini trees to decorate. This last time was new paints and paper. It was with Grandma that Sarah learned how to take lids off markers. Mom often goes the extra step. I request childcare for a few hours and come home to vacuumed floors, folded laundry, lunch waiting and tea or coffee made and ready to share. The generosity and love this woman showers on me is incredibly wonderful.
When we visit Grandma and Grandpa, which is usually once a week (give or take), the kids generally know what they are going to do, whether it is sledding, exploring in the "back 40", checking out the shops, looking at the old cars or hanging out in the house. I don't know if I've ever heard the kids tell me they are bored when we are there. Two years ago Dad and Joshua began a project that Dad was waiting to do for years. Build a honest to goodness tree house. Waiting for Joshua to be old and big enough to really help and have respect for the space on the other side of the fence were key. Last year, work kept Dad quite busy and the building project was at a standstill. I know though that the two of them are planning and prepping to hopefully finish the house this summer complete with shingled roofing! Grand times with each other!
It is my mother in law who has brought me yellow roses on the anniversary of my mom's passing away. She remembers the day which is so important to me. She is usually one of the first to hear when I've accomplished something, need help, have something exciting (or not) to share about the kids, or cry and complain to about whatever. I call her when I need a recipe idea, sewing tips, relationship advice or if I'm just bored and need someone to chat with.
Mom and Dad are wonderful people. They are loving and generous. They are truly two of the (many) special people in my life and I love them.