They are gone.
Pretty much lock, stock and barrel: gone. Toys, clothes, diapers: gone.
Four months later, it all ended in one day.
My grandbabies walked out of the house (or were carried) at 10:30AM this morning on the wings of all the hopes and dreams of their parents.
Sam made several trips back to get their worldly goods. On one of those trips, he brought a pint-sized “helper” who was missing “Baba” something fierce. Zephan and I watched Bugs Bunny cartoons while Sam & help carried off more of their worldly belongings. Then we had to go out and look at the cars that were being loaded. Zephan wanted to know where his car was and why his car seat was in Baba’s pick-up truck. He wanted to go into the backyard to say good-bye to “Puppy”. He’s very confused.
They picked a beautiful weekend to move: mostly sunny, warm, not a drop of rain.
They moved about 13 miles from here into a two-bedroom/2-bath apartment with a little fenced yard. That is going to be quite a change from their last living quarters. Can you believe a family of four fit into this room?
They spread out into the living room and kitchen, too.
Sam said that when Zephan saw his bed in the back of Baba’s truck, he cried. He was just getting used to it being in this corner.
My first project will be to wash the walls and paint the room before I move anything back into it.
It is going to seem so strange to come home to quiet now.
I am going to miss saying “Night-night monsters” all the way up the stairs.
If we had any champagne in the house, we’d probably uncork it and toast to the quiet.
If Arwen & Sam had a bottle of champagne in the apartment, they would probably uncork it and toast to “Home Sweet Home All Our Own!”
We all survived and it ended cordial. There were no big family fights, not even any minor skirmishes. We all did what we had to do and we all just loved on little boys as much as we could. I am happy we had to opportunity to be there for our children.
Now it is time for all of us to write out new adventures and launch our dreams.
Jaci Dawn 
Wonderful, as you said, that you were able – and willing – to be there for your kids. However, being grama in the traditional terms is the way it should be. I, like you, would never turn away my kids, but it’s nice when things are “as they should be”.
Congratulations and enjoy!
Beautiful. Every bit of that story is just beautiful because it is love.
Hoping the enjoy the next chapter of their lives and hope the monster lovers still come hang out with you enough that it doesn’t seem too empty in your house.
You did good. Excellent, in fact.