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Marlo had so much fun with her grandparents. Yesterday she kept telling me, "I love you, Grandma."

It was hard to drop them off at the airport and hear her cry. It really just broke my heart. I got to see my grandparents all the time when I was a little kid and it's hard to accept that it's just not the same for her.

It would be so nice if we could all just drop by whenever we wanted.

Our parents are retired or retiring soon. You all could move down here. There's some lovely foreclosures.

Then you wouldn't have to sleep on blow-ups at our house either. Tempting???