One fantastic thing about Hannah being here is that we always roll right into the way things have always been. Plus, she has a way to get Grammy Kay flustered super easily.
Meeting Aunt Hannah for the first time! Look. She hasn't "painted" her hair yet!
After picking Hannah up at the airport:
Hannah: Mi nombre es Hannah y me encanta el queso y yo soy de México. Te extraño mamá! ¿Cómo estás?
Grammy Kay: Yo soy la abuela. Me gusta un pez de colores.
Hannah: You have gotten goodish.
Grammy Kay: I know. I speak Mexican really good.
Hannah: You mean, Spanish?
Grammy Kay: Si. You know what I mean. HAHAH!
Talking in the car:
Hannah: There were some very attractive German men sitting by me on the plane.
Grammy: Where were they from?
Hannah: (laughing) I'd assume Germany.
Grammy: What? No. I asked where were they going.
Hannah: Uh, no you didn't.
Grammy Kay: Yes I did!
After "painting" her hair.
Josh: Oh no, you better not start grunting now. It will be just my luck for you to poop right as I get you ready to go to church.
Hannah: Oh no.
Grammy: Don't worry I already pooped.
Hannah and Josh: (Roars of laughter.)
Grammy Kay: I mean, HE already pooped. You guys are so bad! You always get me flustered Hannah! Don't post that on your blog, Josh.
Waiting in line at Dunkin Donuts:
Flustered Worker: Are you going to order any drinks?
Grammy Kay: Yes.
Flustered Worker: Can I get you something?
Grammy Kay: Yes I am going to get coffee with my breakfast.
Josh: I think she wants to know the details...
Flustered Worker: So you just want black coffee?
Grammy Kay: No, I'm going to get a coffee with my order.
Flustered Worker: And what will that be?
Josh: Wow, you just made that really difficult.
And finally there was probably scariest moment of the whole weekend.
We zoomed through Old Town in Kissimme and loved every moment. It was a Halloween themed event I guess because there were zombies walking down the street, Werewolves, aliens from area 51 and Frankenstein. We then went back to the hotel and took a swim, went to the hot tub, took our free drink vouchers to the hotel bar, which was empty and apparently two people wanting free drinks was too few to open a bottle. Then as we all tried to sleep peacefully into the night we heard what could only be the sound of fireworks shooting off at 2 in the morning.
Pop pop pop pop pop.
The next day we found out that it had been gunfire and cops had been swarming the area for hours. Being from a small town we aren't used to such things and with a baby and a wife nearby, it was scarier than the werewolves.
But Hannah made it back to Mexico safely and we are back home as well. Everything was okay for a little while. I even met up with one of my best friends Lizzie. But her story is for another day. (most likely tomorrow.)
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