Showing posts with label Instagram. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Instagram. Show all posts

Sunday, March 4, 2018

A Low-Key Saturday Night


Last night, Dan's parents came over to spend some time with us.  We haven't really been able to spend much time together since Christmas, so I was thrilled when they said they were available.  Marty and Nancy are awesome people.  They accepted me into their family whole-heartedly when Dan and I started dating when we were both attending Bradley University.  Later, she told me that she knew I was the one he would marry as soon as she met me. :-)

I always enjoy the time we get to spend together.  We talk about interesting things,  we enjoy good food and drink, and they love being with the kids.  Last night was no different.

Normally when they come over, I cook a meal.  With the College Colloquium taking up most of my day yesterday, I knew I just didn't have it in me to cook a whole meal.  Instead, I baked a cake for dessert and we went out for dinner to a little sushi place that has quickly become our favorite.  There was much laughter around the table as Molly and Abby told tales about school and friends; they are entertaining children.

When we came back to the house, Molly decided her grandma needed to learn to use Instagram.  I left to grab something from another room, and when I came back, I found this:
How many Renches fit on my sofa?  Even the dog is there!

At first glance, it may seem like this should not be happening while the grandparents are visiting.  But what you can't see is that Molly is teaching her grandma all about Instagram - getting her set up with an account, finding people to follow, and showing her how to post pictures.  Her dad is letting us know when people accept Nan's follow requests.  Abby and her grandfather are looking at memes and things.  While it looks like each person is engrossed in his or her own device is in fact the opposite.

I loved sitting off to the side in my red chair, watching and listening as my girls laughed with their grandparents.  We're so lucky they live close enough that we can just decide to get together on a random Saturday night.

 These are the nights in which memories are made.