When the hubby and my parents first met each other 20 years ago, it started quite comically.
A few seconds into meeting, Ma started talking about the time she and her siblings drove by New Brunswick, where my in laws live, and didn’t think much of it because she didn’t see any flowers.
It was not meant in a bad way, just her usual Asian frankness. Over the years, my father in law would egg her on by sending photos of flowers to share with Ma. 😆
All jokes aside, we’ve been blessed to have loving parents who get along.
Whenever my in laws visited, we would get together with my parents – taking them to Chinese restaurants to try something different.
I remember when a dimsum server was wheeling beef balls around, my mother in law muttered, “That’s not what I think it is, is it?” 😆
Eight years ago, before T joined our family, Ma joined the hubby and I for our summer roadtrip to visit my in-laws at their cottage in New Brunswick.
I’m glad the hubby got to know my Pa before he passed away.
I chuckle thinking about the first time the hubby slept over, when I still lived with my parents. Pa opened the door and the first thing he said was the hubby was sleeping in my sister’s room. 😂
But the hubby won him over by always coming over with a lottery ticket for him. That charmer!
I often wish Pa lived long enough to meet T – the two of them would’ve adored each other, in the same way our remaining parents adore T and he adores them.
His Ama, Grammy and Grandad didn’t first grasp his disability, but they’ve all been open to learn and most importantly, they love T unconditionally despite his challenging moments.
On Tuesday, T walked in the house after school and asked, “Why does it smell different?”
I replied, “Because it’s clean.” 🤣
The hubby’s parents were arriving that night to stay for a few days – en route to home after snowbirding in the States.
We spent the weekend cleaning the house top to bottom. Even T helped – because he was excited to see his Grammy and Grandad, his first time since last summer.
It was therapeutic cleaning our guest room, as it was the first time someone was staying in there after my sister lived with us last fall.
As a special needs and working parent, housework becomes lower priority despite our best efforts.
Early Tuesday night, T ran screaming excitedly in our bedroom, “They’re here, they’re here!”
T ran to the door to give them a big welcome hug.
It was nice to have them stay with us. The hubby was able to take the rest of the week off work but I was not, as I had just taken March Break off. But it was nice to give them alone time together.
T enjoyed playing with his grandparents at night and it was very helpful to have their help with making dinner for us while they were here.
We took T out of his after school program on Friday so he could spend more time with his grandparents.
We took them to Dragon Legend for dinner, so they could try out a unique buffet experience. Ma was supposed to join but felt under the weather.
After dinner, we went for a sunset walk around the neighbourhood.
The following Saturday morning, we all got up very early to wish T’s grandparents off as they left early for their long drive home.
T waved enthusiastically from our front steps as the car drove off, screaming “I love you!” at the top of his lungs.