I don't know if I have ever missed my grandson more than I do now. In my desperation, I've actually considered finding a random 4 year old boy to come and watch the digger with me!
Good news! My daughter bought me a ticket, and I am going to attempt to cross the boarder at the end of September. This makes me feel kind of like a spy - I will don my disguise and make a run for it. Maybe I will kidnap a baby and bring it back!