On Tuesday we spent time on Long Island before driving back to Massachusetts.

There is a particular tree in the front yard of the house where the sisters (and one brother) grew up; every grandchild gets their photo taken hugging that tree.  The grand daughter is a little too young to hug the tree.  So…

The tree is the one to the left in this photo:

Later we visited the convalescence home and got this picture of Dad and daughter.

Afterward  we tried hard to convince our grand daughter that she has the worst grandparents on the planet.  We did this by taking eight hours to make a four hour drive.  It wasn’t all our fault; we faced road closures, traffic and a serious accident (not to us).  But we also left late, had a work emergency, made an extra stop, etc.

Overall the little girl handled things as well as you could expect.  She’s a… wait for it…. a troopah!

This is her with her great aunt, whom we visited with today.