To some, God provides challenges. To others, He provides grandchildren that can be angels. Meg and I gave the grandchildren some challenging situations today, and they were as good as gold. Angels!
Meg had some errands to run this morning, so I stayed home with the children. I folded laundry while they watched their favorite shows in TV, etc. When she got home, we had lunch and then started on a shopping quest for Halloween costume parts. Normally, this would not be a big deal, but we were trying to honor Robin's request to be an astronaut without breaking the bank. SEVERAL dollar stores later, we think we have all the parts. Grandma and Grandpa Heffelman sent the children $1 each in Halloween cards, so when we went to Deals today, they were given their money to spend. Ryan, of course, went for whatever he could get...and then some. Robin, however, was comparison shopping to get the most for her buck. She told me, at one point, that she needed help deciding what she wanted! She walked around the entire store, untethered, carrying a bassek (basket). Neither she nor Ryan ever left our sight nor created a problem. Whew! They both decided on books. Great choice, according to Grandma and Mommy!
After Nate got home, Meg and I needed to do more shopping, so we left the children with him and headed out. When we got home, we found little Ryan sound asleep across two kitchen chairs, Robin bouncing around happily, and Nathan busily cooking some Greek concoction: Eggplant Mousaka. Ryan was put to bed. While Nate was cooking, Robin happily painted with her water colors for at least an hour without coming up for air. After supper, we all played Candy Land. There is no question that Robin enjoys whatever time she can get away from her brother. The day before I came here, I heard her over the telephone telling Ryan that it was time for his nap!
God Bless the Children! In one of our shopping excursions today, we were walking down aisles of fabric. Robin was in a shopping cart with Meg. I was loose...as was Ryan. At one point, two ladies stepped between Ryan and his mother...and suddenly he was crying. I went to see what was wrong. He apparently thought he was lost. I picked him up; he grabbed my neck and put his head on my shoulder as if he had been lost for a century! Look at the scenario: Meg and Robin were no more than 5 feet from him. His "out of contact" time could not have been more than 10 seconds. In fact, sometimes he thinks it is a game to be away from Mommy. Go figure!
Tomorrow we will create the astronaut costume and attempt to clean up around here. I ain't gonna be easy! But....for today...my grandchildren were delightful little angels. The horns come later!
2 comments:
In an earlier 'blog' you were talking about how you've been able to connect with the grandchildren. It made me think. I was never able to connect with Holly and Jeremy nor than Nick and Chris, mainly due to their circumstances, and now with Chance, I don't see him nearly as much as Holly et al. BUT, now I have two great-grandbabies, that you related too, Nicky and Tyler, that have my heart. I don't like to go more than a week without seeing them or talking on the phone...Nicky will 'talk' your ear off, and I'm either Maw or Gate-Maw depending on how he feels. Tyler will be a tuff little kid... but the second child usually needs to be. I'm usually thinking about stuff they need and make sure they get it, and Holly depends on me, Grandma, to help her more than even her own Mom. So, I can relate more with you and your grandchildren, Robbie and Ryan, but with great-grands...go figure.
Great-aunt Shari
Oh, Shari--I hear ya!
I have always felt a kind of generation jump with our respective children. Even though your daughters are of Megan's "generation", they are not of her age. I often errantly think that Meg and Holly are of the same generation because of their ages. My daughter and your granddaughter are giving us the babies of the relative same age. Who cares?! It's great!
I don't know what it is about being a grandmother that makes the children so special. Some say that grandparents can spoil the children then send them home. There may be some truth to that, but I am more inclined to think that it has something to do with the fact that we were too busy as mothers to really enjoy our children. In your case, you were still mothering grandchildren. Now, you can actually be a grandmother to your great-grandchildren. Ain't it a hoot!
When I left Muncie today, Robin told me I was her "best friend." (You could watch me melt!)
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