September 4, 2014
As summer wanes and chilly night air finds us rummaging through our closet to attire ourselves in longer sleeves and pants, most folks are relieved the ‘heat’ will soon be replaced by brisker days. While all this sounds quite poetic I’ll be the first to admit I never want summer to end. I love warm days and sunny rays heating up the asphalt. Yikes, I seem to have temporarily lost my poetic edge but it doesn’t change the fact that I dread winter as much as some of you dread a dentist appointment. But the best part of my summer this year was when my daughter asked if I could take care of my grandchildren on Fridays. Goodness, you don’t realize how much love you have left in you till you have grandchildren so it was never a question of ‘if’ but ‘when.’
“Only if they spend the night?” I immediately responded, which was followed by a long silence on the other end of the phone. You see, I’ve been begging for years to have my granddaughter stay with me for an occasional weekend. (Not every weekend, just the ones that come after Friday. You know.) However, bonded stronger than superglue, my daughter has had the luxury of taking Sunshine to work with her since she was born. Thus, the long pause…she wasn’t sure Sunshine could handle it. But I think the truth lies somewhere in the other way around. However, now that there are two children she’s come to the conclusion that it might not be such a bad idea after all and said yes.
Dickens, talk about happiness overload. Anticipating their arrival, I bought foods like blue juice and red chips. (Wee people lingo for Doritos and Hawaiian Punch.) Ah…but a trip to GiGi’s wouldn’t be complete without chocolate chip cookies! Gluten free, of course.
What is it they say about rain on your wedding day being a good thing? Well, it was raining when I picked up Sunshine and Stormy so we had a play day at Gina’s house because her two grandsons were visiting. They are slightly older but the kids became fast friends and ran all over the house playing hide-n-seek. Stormy is a little too little yet, being not quite two, but he laughed and chased after the older three, immersing himself in their excitement. However, on one occasion when the older kids were running back to ‘base’ little Stormy was standing in their path. Gina and I almost collided trying to prevent a disaster, then sighed in unison as her oldest grandson dived over him in a remarkable display of athletic ability. I suggested football as a career. Eventually though, after a few hours of running, jumping and the ‘goes-with-the -territory’ complete chaos we headed for Mickey D’s to feed the brood. Then, as in the world of toddlerhood, it was time for little Stormy’s nap so we came home.
Tactically, I planned a full evening for Sunshine after supper so she wouldn’t miss mommy. We even baked not-so-yummy brownies. Yuck! Wowzer, I even bought Stormy his own set of plastic tools (two of which are battery operated power tools) and Sunshine a two-story doll house. How amazing it was to watch them ‘pretend’ to remodel it. She likes the tools as much as my grandson. That’s my girl, she is a mini-me!
At bedtime that first night I thought I’d distract her as we climbed in my king size bed with milk and cookies; after all, she’s only four and asked “Can we call mommy and have her come for a sleepover too?” more than a few times as she fought sleep. Assuring her we would a little later, sleep finally won as she drifted into slumber sideways in the bed only to wake up the next morning with a smile on her face saying, “Good morning, GiGi. Can we have another sleepover?” I was flabbergasted, surely she meant in a week. But no, she wanted to stay the night again...that night! And so it began, the best sleepover summer of my life.
Yes, life is grandchildren!
Can you imagine…more little ones to love?
Smile, life only gets better!