I love it when we get to hang on to Granddaughter Ameilia while her parents do this and that. Such was the occasion this week while her parents, my son and his wife, finished working on the Condo they are putting up for sale before starting their next adventure in another state.
Ameilia is a happy, loving, little toddler and once she’s settled into her routine with me and her granddad, all is good. The morning consists of lots of fruit for breakfast, “Dora the Explorer,” or “Dinosaur Train,” on the flat screen and a trip to the local library followed by her morning nap. She is always so happy to nap and so happy to see me or her grandad when she wakes up. In the afternoon we are either feeding the ducks, reading and learning her ABC’s, taking walks or blowing bubbles off the deck. Being with her is like the rebirth of wonder: Things I’ve taken for granted for years I’m re-learning through her eyes and enjoying all over again.
And of course, I forgot how fickle a two-year old can be. Within five minutes of picking up my husband’s youngest daughter in Reno, Ameilia no longer wanted me as her constant companion. It was all about Nichelle. Then when we headed over to Oakhurst for a family gathering the day Tioga Pass opened, more people were there to give the little Gemini all the attention she could handle.
Finally, her parents returned and swept up their daughter back into their little family circle. The expression on her face when she saw her parents was priceless…as it should be.
I don’t take it personally that I’m not always the light of my granddaughter’s eye when there’s so many other people around to scoop her up into their whirlwind of love. She will always know that her “Lolly” is here for her when she comes back around.
And that is how it should be.