Mist of August

Alas, a moment alone… it has been awhile.  The mist of August is fading fast.

I’ve been busy doing the grandma thing, between testing biz ideas and dealing with some health issues. Oh, not much…  had moles removed from my back, my blood pressure’s been jacked, and my tolerance for pain has been out of whack since last November.

To quote a seven year old out of context, “Don’t worry grandma, it will be alright.”

Yes, I’m quoting out of context, totally off topic, as that was her response to a “what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Oh yeah, I love being grandma.

Blending families, next generation down, has sweet moments as our grandchildren are just now starting to get to know each other.

Odds are, the girls in the photo will grow up to be friends.

As for the boys? I don’t know… his oldest granddaughter is the same age as my youngest grandson, and they got into it within an hour of meeting each other.  One minute, they were both sprawled out on the living room floor with coloring books, engaged in kiddie conversation while sharing a box of Crayolas, and the next… he was airing complaints on the verge of tears.

Yes, he copped a little attitude when he found out “that girl” had baked cookies with HIS grandma! And, to make matters worse, when he asked her for a cookie, she said, “No, those cookies are for Santa.”

His mama took him home, so I did not know that he had asked her for a cookie until a few days later.

How easily the problem could have been solved by just talking her into letting him have a cookie. But, no… for eight months, from mid-December to mid-August, these two little kids had been in a stand-off over a cookie.  She would not speak to him, would turn and walk in the house if she was here when his mom pulled up with the kids in the van. She claimed he had spit on her when he was upset in December, so she was not going to have anything to do with him until he apologized. He doesn’t remember spitting on her… odds are it was an accidental spittle, but he finally agreed to apologize.

Now that they are finally speaking to each other, a whole new problem has arose… he likes her…. as in REALLY likes her. He likes her enough to act like a goofy screwball idiot around her, totally out of his “normal” realm of behaviors, and that’s like wow… I knew some boys did that when they liked girls, but at his age? He is only 4-1/2 years old, way too young to be totally enamored by a girl.  It is so obvious that he likes her that, when we were all at a birthday party, other kids started singing that “sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g” song about them.

Her grandpa thinks she likes him, too. He noticed how she watches him, that wherever he goes, her eyes follow.  She also managed to sit beside him when it was time for cake.

I asked if we should tell them that they are sorta kind of cousins so they will grow up thinking of each other AS cousins… they would be, by marriage only, if her grandpa married his grandma (which we have absolutely no intention of ever doing) and he said no, just let it be… can’t stop what a heart wants anyway.

Do I want to fast forward 20 years, see if these two babes end up together as adults?

Nah… the future will unfold itself… and what will be will be.