My grandma came to visit this week with my mom and dad. I’m 34 and I was probably almost as excited to see her yesterday as I was when I was four. I don’t get to see her often.
I have some really fond memories of visiting her at the farm when I was kid. She’s faltering a bit now that she’s in her mid-80′s. Her mind is getting a little hazy. But she’s still my grandma.
David was excited about her coming too. He calls her Grandma G’s Mommie instead of Great-Grandma, because it blows his little four-year-old mind to think that his grandma has a mother. When I told him Great-Grandma was coming he asked, “Can she jump on my trampoline with me?” I said I didn’t think so, but he asked her later anyway. Grandma politely declined the invitation.
Time has shrunk and bent-over Grandma’s already petite frame. David kept asking why she couldn’t, “Stand up straight, like a tree.”
One thing Grandma and I have in common is our love of dogs. She always has a dog or two around. Grandma made the mistake of calling our Cocker Spaniel Elizabeth a “he” and David informed her that, “Elizabeth is not a boy. She doesn’t have a penis.” Of course we were all horrified and shushed him. But he went on to tell Grandma that, “Joey is a boy. He does have a penis.”
Grandma just laughed and said, “Oh, I suppose it’s alright to say that.”
Well, she was a nurse, and I imagine after surviving the depression, a world war, four kids of her own (two of them boys), 9 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren nothing probably shocks you anymore.
David did get himself into some trouble with Grandma. She dozed off on the couch, and before any of us could stop him he ran over to her and said, “Boo!”He thought it would be funny to wake her up. We were all horrified again.
I thought for sure he’d given Grandma a heart attack, and that was probably the end of her right there. But she just woke up, gave him a little swat, and went right back to sleep.
You don’t mess with Grandma.
Grandma met Wade for the first time, and spent quite a bit of time holding him, and talking to him.
After Grandma and my parents left late in the afternoon David told me, “Maybe when Grandma G’s Mommie comes to play with me again she can jump on my trampoline.”
Guess Grandma better start working out.
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aw, this post just made me smile! I wish my girls could meet their great grandparents in this lifetime! sure makes heaven sweeter knowing our loved ones are there waiting for us