'Playing' grandparents

The last 2 days haven't gone accordingly to plan!! Our dear friend Johanna has been very sick and was hospitalized for a few hours yesterday. She rang me Thursday morning sounding most unwell so I quickly walked to her place, dressed Juro, who is 3, and brought him home to our place for most of the day. He is the most beautiful little boy and so good and cute when he is with us. We don't understand most of what he says (speaking toddler German) and he doesn't understand most of what we say (adult English!!!!). Between us we have lots of fun. Erik and Johanna have been so welcoming to us here in Schopfheim it has been good to help them out in this time of personal crisis. Who cares if the days don't go according to plan. Isn't that how most days are meant to be lived?