I was with the kids and their Mom today. I am getting used to people calling me "Grandma". I am going to refer to the kids as "The Princess" and Spideyman" (how he, the 3 year old pronounces it, so cute!). Anyway, the Princess (and she is one) came to our house because she got sick in the night and couldn't go to daycare while Mom was in a course and Spideyman was at his play group. She was so good, playing quietly with Violet and by herself, drawing some pictures. She also cuddled up with TB before he went to work.
There were some dramatics at Costco after we picked up Mom and Spidey, including me getting a bruised and possibly dislocated thumb. But something melted all of that away and put a smile on my face for hours. Spidey apologized for hitting me (without being prompted) and reached over and kissed my thumb better. He told me that he would put himself in time-out when they got home, and he did....right in a big mud puddle in the back yard! Now this wasn't so great for Mom who had to clean him up, but the fact he figured that should be his punishment was smile material.
They are still acting out from the effects of their Dad and being taken away from their Mom for 3 weeks, but they have really bonded with TB and I and we love them to bits.