Grandma and Grandpa Honey

Tonight my Grandma and Grandpa Honey came in town on there way to Salt Lake for Christmas. We have been anxiously awaiting their arrival ALL DAY! For those newer readers of the blog... No, there first or last name are not "Honey". My grandma always would say, "Honey, come here." or "Honey, can you help me?" And the name just stuck. Grandpa Honey. I think everyone calls him Grandpa Honey and we love our Grandpa. We keep hoping Lucas gets his 6"5' genes....

Anyway, the night was complete with a yummy meal at Frank and Finnas... one of our favorites. LARGE Diet cokes and Mexican. Notice the FOUR diet cokes on the table.... and you wonder why I love diet coke. I'm pretty sure my grandma used to put it in my bottle.

At dinner Lucas discovered his Tongue...

Of course Grandma came with some gifts in tow:

Cute card.... Izzy wanted in on the action.

What do you get Lucas if you want to be on his good side?

BALLS! Lucas played with them ALL NIGHT LONG. Surprisingly, his favorite was the football. 

Ever since I was a little girl I can remember Grandpa Honey clearing his throat every night before bed and first thing in the morning. In there house in Huntington Beach it practically shook the house. For all us grandkids it is just something we love about our Grandpa Honey. I guess I didn't even notice it when Andy says to me as are all getting ready for bed, "Is grandpa honey OK????" I looked at him and said, "Yes. How come?" And he replied, "Listen to him". It was then that I heard the nightly ritutal of the clearing of the throat. How funny that I didn't even notice it, but Andy heard it three doors down and was concerned. I told my grandma and we both giggled. She then said, "It's my wake up call every morning".

We love having them here and are sad they have to leave tomorrow, but we will get to see them on there way back home!