Checking Myself

As I fully prepare to begin the usual whine that accompanies grandparent withdrawal (Who are these little people and where are my children?) I will stay true to my promise to keep things in perspective by thinking of someone else who has it much worse:

Namely, my sister-in-law, who is about to embark on a 6-7 hour car ride home with four children, two dogs, and not enough coffee in the world.