True (under)statement: Daniel loves his Gramma.
My mom visited from Texas for a fabulous nine day visit that featured all of Daniel's favorite things: parks, museums, candy shops, games of chase, rowdy hide n seek, mountain adventures, movies, and... Gramma.
He had always hauled her around like his shiny new plaything, but this time was different - he was sweetly (and at times not so sweetly) possessive of her time. He would wake up early and sneak in her room for a little alone time. He would innocently suggest that Mommy and Violet go do something together so he and Gramma could have some time together.
We explored every room of the Children's Museum, and relived the magic of Beauty and the Beast as it came back to the big screen. We giggled from room to room, hiding from the kids in the most elaborate game of hide n seek that a 1400 square foot home will allow. We inhaled the sweet smell of fresh chocolate in a local See's shop, watching Daniel's eyes grow wide with wonder.
There is something satisfying in watching my child and my mom play together so well, blurring in and out of the memories I so clearly remember making with my own Gramma. We never lived in the same state, but it would not be possible to have loved a grandmother more than I did mine. Watching this stage unfold with my own children is priceless.
My mom visited from Texas for a fabulous nine day visit that featured all of Daniel's favorite things: parks, museums, candy shops, games of chase, rowdy hide n seek, mountain adventures, movies, and... Gramma.
He had always hauled her around like his shiny new plaything, but this time was different - he was sweetly (and at times not so sweetly) possessive of her time. He would wake up early and sneak in her room for a little alone time. He would innocently suggest that Mommy and Violet go do something together so he and Gramma could have some time together.
We explored every room of the Children's Museum, and relived the magic of Beauty and the Beast as it came back to the big screen. We giggled from room to room, hiding from the kids in the most elaborate game of hide n seek that a 1400 square foot home will allow. We inhaled the sweet smell of fresh chocolate in a local See's shop, watching Daniel's eyes grow wide with wonder.
There is something satisfying in watching my child and my mom play together so well, blurring in and out of the memories I so clearly remember making with my own Gramma. We never lived in the same state, but it would not be possible to have loved a grandmother more than I did mine. Watching this stage unfold with my own children is priceless.
I think I may have enjoyed this trip even more than Daniel did.
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