Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I have done this blog every day faithfully for almost 4 months. It has been long enough that now I can't really remember what I've actually posted and what I have thought about posting. Mind you, I have a record of what I have already written, but sometimes I am just too lazy to go back and read it to make sure I am not repeating myself. Heaven knows I repeat myself all the time in real life so I might as well do it here also.
Anyway, this reminds me of my favorite grandparent story about forgetfulness.
I was babysitting my oldest granddaughter and grandson when they were 4 and 2 years old while their mom was in the hospital having their twin sisters. It was a Sunday and I got them ready to take to church. My 2-year old grandson insisted on wearing the tuxedo he had just worn to his aunt and uncles wedding (both already his aunt and uncle before the marriage, I might add), and my 4-year granddaughter would not let me comb her hair much less style it (she took one look at how I styled my hair and must have thought "no thank you").
So there I was buckling a little "street urchin" and a mini Oscar awards attendee in the car to go to church (let's face it, grandmas are pushovers and at my age I finally realized it doesn't matter). I did say to my first-born granddaughter that I wanted so badly to be able to fix her hair and was sad that she wouldn't let me. I then told her the next time we went shopping together that maybe I wouldn't want to buy her something because she wouldn't do something for me. She had a somewhat worried look on her face for a second but then being the brilliant child that she is, she looked at me with her big beautiful hazel eyes and said, "The next time we go shopping you will forget because you are old."
There you have it. Please forgive me if I repeat myself because I am old.
Posted by Tanya at 10:40 AM