Technically, this isn’t something the grandparents brought for Maxine but it’s a joy they gave to us all and I now give to you.

I’d made mention of Maxine needing gloves. (You see where I’m going…) One day I came home from work and my mom announces that we have gloves for Maxine. My mom’s defense was that Maxine “loves them”. And in my Mom’s defense, she totally did. Shoved her little hand right into them and then paraded around. I drew the line at letting her wear them into Manhattan.

They also brought the tiny rocking chair that was once mine and a little play stroller that’s sized for Maxine to push. She had the rocking chair taken away - she stands in it backwards and shakes it.  And the stroller, while a hit, makes her really frustrated. She spends equal amounts of time playing with it and yelling at it. I can’t even begin to guess at her motivation. But she is related to the socks-on-hands lady after all…