We gave them a scrapbooks (actually two). Kyle's poem was read by Grandpa and then we had him take a picture with them. We all enjoyed his poem. Here is Kyle's poem:
Grandma's House by Kyle
Grandma's house is where
You go to fill your belly,
Get spoiled by the telly,
And learn that cows are smelly.
Where
You can watch the sparrows,
Your father can lose your arrows,
And your sisters think they're Pharaohs.
Where
Many presents are sealed,
Super Mario never yields,
And one gets lost in scorching fields.
But mostly it's where
All the family gathers,
To fill their anxious platers,
And where life really matters.