Up until this past weekend, my husband and I last saw our three desert-dwelling grandsons one hundred and ninety-nine days ago. At that time, we flew to their house to celebrate their birthdays — all of which are in June — a few weeks early. At that time, they looked like this:

Last weekend Jim and I flew to their house to celebrate Christmas with them — a few weeks early. In the one hundred and ninety-nine days since our visit in May, Brayden, Camden, and Declan have grown by leaps and bounds, in stature, maturity, conversational prowess, game-playing ability (Brayden's favorite games: Sequence and Monopoly), and more.

This time they look like this...

Gramma, Declan, and PawDad at the park while big brothers were at school

Declan loves the Greedy Granny game.

PawDad shares the Jurassic World 2 trailer with Megan and the boys.

Craft time at Bass Pro Shop.

A campy campout at Bass Pro Shop.

Camden, Brayden, and Declan celebrating (fake) snow!

Camden practicing on the new keyboard.

Declan displays his homemade goodies

Declan's turn at the keyboard

Declan showing Gramma his skills on the park play set.

Brayden practicing before his first YMCA basketball game

Camden patiently enjoying his big brothers basketball game

Brayden getting things going on the court

Practicing with PawDad at the Bass Pro Shop shooting gallery

Cutie pie Cam.

Gramma and the grands.

Ah, the fish...

Shooting gallery action

Cam taking aim (and his bros in the back, with PawDad)

They've never seen so many Lincoln Logs!

Brayden and Camden attempt a duet

Camden lining up sweets to melt for suckers

Sucker-making fun

Homework must be done before the fun

We crammed quite a bit of fun into our three days together — and now have our fingers crossed it won't be another one hundred ninety-nine days before we see each other again.

Today's question:

How many days typically pass between visits with your grands?