Grandparent’s Weekend

My son’s school had Grandparent’s Day this past Friday, so I called up my parents and begged for one of them to come. My father, newly “retired’ (he is still kind of working though..) agreed to fly across the country to make a 2 hour appearance (along with Ken’s dad – Ken’s mom was out of town) for his beloved grandson.  Not only do I love my father so much because he is *my* father and the smartest, sweetest, grumpiest, most active, and fun 71 year old; but also because he is a devoted and loving grandfather to his 5 grandchildren (2 of them are my kids). He truly loves them and looks forward to every opportunity to spend time with them….like the whole summer when we move into his house in Oregon! As expected, my upbeat and energizer bunny father, was up for anything and partook in all our adventures and explorations. Take a look at what we did!

 

My dad was the Junior Chess Player of Poland (and my uncle wrote a book about chess)....and I have no idea how to play chess....

My dad was a Junior Chess Champion of Poland (and my uncle wrote a book about chess)….and I have no idea how to play

The kids love reading with their Tata. I distinctly remember my childhood with my father reading to me every single night.

The kids love reading with their Tata. I distinctly remember my childhood with my father reading to me every single night.

One day after school, we went up to the Roof at the Met to see the view (and the Cornelia Parker house).

One day after school, we went up to the Roof at the Met to see the view (and the Cornelia Parker house).

Beautiful Spring Day.

Beautiful Spring Day.

The view!

The view!

Tunnel!

Tunnel!

The next day after school, we walked across Central Park for Tata-Cruzzie special time at the Natural History Museum. The walk itself was an adventure with all the trees, flowers, tourists, and people watching.

The next day after school, we walked across Central Park for Tata-Cruzzie special time at the Natural History Museum. The walk itself was an adventure with all the trees, flowers, tourists, and people watching.

And of course, ice cream time too.

And of course, ice cream time too.

When the kids were in school last week, Tata and I would walk around the city looking at different buildings. This one: Lincoln Center.

When the kids were in school last week, Tata and I would walk around the city looking at different buildings. This one: Lincoln Center.

One dinner at Noodle Town in China Town: my brothers and Ken's favorite chinese restaurant. (I woke up swollen the next morning from all the MSG)

One dinner at Noodle Town in China Town: my brother and Ken’s favorite Chinese restaurant. (I woke up swollen the next morning from all the MSG)

A dinner at Red Rooster to reminisce Ken's 40th birthday...

A dinner at Red Rooster to reminisce Ken’s 40th birthday

Cruzzie, Mr. Cuddly and affectionate, always wanted to hold Tata's hand.

Cruzzie, Mr. Cuddly and affectionate, always wanted to hold Tata’s hand.

The High Line! A total zoo and chaos since it was the first beautiful day in the week (and a weekend), but it is such a special and unique place.

The High Line! A total zoo on Saturday since it was the first beautiful day in the week (and a weekend), but it is such a special and unique place.

Four of my loves.

Four of my loves.

Thanks for coming across the country for a 2 hour commitment with your grandson.

Thanks for coming across the country for a 2 hour commitment with your grandson.

 

As always, we loved every minute with Tata. Thanks so much for making the trip — and next time we see you, it will be for the summer in Eugene!

Anika Yael Natori, aka, The Josie Girl

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5 Comments

  1. Very nice..treasure these moments..having just recently lost my dad (about a month ago) I can only hope that my girls are old enough at 4 to have some memory of their Nonno.
    Fab the doorman.

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