Some things are never forgotten

I'm not having the best of luck today seeing my grandchildren. This afternoon, I went by the sitter's home thinking I would see them when they awoke from their naps...not. They were still asleep at 3:15 and more company came in then so I decided I should leave. At 5:30, I had a nominating committee meeting at the church. Wouldn't you know they came over while I was away and by the time I returned at 8:00, they had gone home to bed. Why is it so bad to miss the kiddies today, you may wonder. They are leaving for the mountains in the morning and will not return until Sunday. That's not too long; however, I will be leaving Sunday morning with my siblings for our annual summer vacation. This means that I will be unable to see them for an entire week and a day. I realize that I have to suffer longer than that in the winter when we are away for several weeks; yet, it's still no fun not seeing them on a regular basis. What will I do? Who will ring my little magnet phone? Who will tease me and beg for treats? Maybe I can talk my baby sister into doing these things. She used to be guilty of this; maybe she remembers how even if it has been about 50 years. Some things one just never forgets, right Sis?