Moving in

So, my parents and teenage sister moved in with us this past week. So far it has really been fun! We have got to sit around in our pjs and watch American Idol together, they have brought all sorts of yummy food with them and the girls have been on Cloud 9 since they got here. Yesterday my husband's mom and step-dad came down to visit us and they only get here about twice a year. We went to the grocery last night for milk and few other things. On the way back to our house our four year asks her grandma, "Are you spending the night with us? (Big Sigh) Are you LIVING with us???" Seriously she loves having her family live with us, but she is a MAJOR type A! This morning when she woke up, her Gampy had come upstairs and fallen asleep on the couch. Now, if they were spending the night with him, they would have been bouncing on his belly, scarfing down cookies and doughnuts and have 3.2 million little toys scattered around that they ignored. At our house though, they wake up, see him on the couch and the four year old absolutely ignores him because he IS NOT part of her morning routine, which consists of drinking her milk (the equivalent of adult coffee) and watching various toons on PBS. Evidently, as much as she loves her Gampy, he is just to be ignored first thing in the morning. She has now been awake for at least 1 hour and has yet to even look at him! Too funny! The youngest has now covered herself and him with a shimmery princess blanket that her aunt bought her and they are snuggling the morning away!