First off, man I feel old when I think of myself in terms of being a ‘grandma’. Then I just smile. Secondly I’m not that old. And third and most important, I can bribe somebody with fun and games and feel totally guilt free. And I only realized it today.
Our grandson is coming to visit and by the time you read this, he will have arrived. I’ve been shopping, cleaning, and well, every time I’m in the store I run across just one more little thing I’ve just got to buy him. Why? Because I want to. And it’s fun. I’m totally off the hook of parental responsibility.
As he grows when he thinks about Ya-Ya, that’s me, I want him to get excited and think about fun things. How being with Grandma relates to all things good in the world. So in that vein since we don’t get to spend actual Christmas with him, I’ve wrapped the presents so he gets to open one every day. They aren’t big things; they’re games we can play, activity books, and stuffed animals. Just so he’ll have something to look forward to every day. We’ll bake cookies, and play fetch with Lucy.
Some of my friends and family have the greatest stories about how wonderful their grandmothers were. And when he grows into adulthood and looks back on his life, I want him to think about me that way. So I guess my reflections have turned into aspirations. But that’s okay. If I’ve got to be grandma, I want to be at the top of Santa’s and my grandson’s nice list.
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