Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I slept okay last night, about like usual. I wake up tired every day, feeling like I've been beat up during the night, takes me an hour or so of sitting with a coffee cup on the sofa staring at the news to get my head wrapped around another day. My routine is mostly the same.. light cleaning, laundry, cooking, a little office work almost every day, whatever needs to be outside including taking care of the animals, the yard, the trash. I deal with Emily when she gets up. She has never been allowed to just go in the kitchen to get what she wants because of her gluttony. Mark and I take turns getting her breakfast/lunch/snacks/drinks. On Wednesdays we get her up about noon so we can get to walmart and get our weekly shopping done, home, put away and have coffee together before our weekly studio client shows up.

Today while we were having our coffee and watching our nightly episode of NCIS Levi came in to ask if Zoe could come over "she's been asking since she got up at 9:00 this morning"

As tired as I am, I still can't say no to that...

As soon as our show is over I take the golf cart and go get her... She's hopping up and down with excitement as we hold hands and head out the door together. I took her for a car ride all around the walking trails and we "go fast".

"Grandma's house???" "yes, you can come to Grandma's house" "Dinosaurs?" "Yes, we can watch dinosaurs.. actually Pappy already has it playing for her when we come in.

I tell her she can stay until her bedtime. For the first thirty minutes or so that she is there she sits in my lap, hugging my knee close to herself or she leans on my chest, at one point she reached up and took hold of my hand.

She asked me to "cook noodles" her favorite thing to eat at Grandma's house. So she ate and watched her movie while I sat close to her on the sofa and read. We played the Pooh game on the computer, we colored, we sat in Aunty Em's room a while. I put her in the tub and let her play for about 20 minutes and then put on her new pj's I bought... so cute.. and combed out her long,curly beautiful hair. When it is wet it is halfway down her back now (but only when it is wet)

She crawled up on the sofa and laid down, my cue that it's okay to tell her it's time to go home without her having a meltdown (which I cannot handle.. just breaks my heart to make her go home when she is crying)

So we slipped her sandals on, she ran and got my shoes for me and we walked hand in hand to her house.

Nite Nite Grandma... love you... see ya' later Grandma.

yes, you will baby girl, yes you will.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Precious times. I feel the same way when I see Cheri's kids. I can't peel James and Emily off of me, and the older boys talk and laugh with me.

I'm just hoping that when they are older they remember Aunt Cara.

aola said...

oh they will.. one of my favorite people in the whole wide world, still, is my Aunt JoAnn. I just thought she was the most bomb-diggity person that ever lived.

Sandra said...

Such sweet moments! I envy the relationship you have with her and so wish my parents were able to enjoy their grandchildren like that. I truly believe that grandparents make a huge impact on children's lives. I know that my grandparents did!

aola said...

My hope is that Zoe and I are making memories right now that she can carry with her always. My G'ma got sick (Alzheimers) when I was about 8 or 9 but I still have some very good memories of her before that.

Kristen said...

Love, love, love this. Reminds me a little of my Alyssa. :)