I will have left to spend a couple of weeks in Utah working hard to cheer up my sister during the what-doesn’t-kill-you-makes-you-stronger part of her cancer treatment before you read this post.
After working all day Friday, my plans get ready and pack the car were sidelined by the GAP. “Mom, can you babysit tonight for us so we can have a date night out.” I was about to do the impossible, say no, when she added, “You won’t get to see the grandkids for two weeks.” She did it. She guilted me.
The six-year-old Worm met me at the door when I picked them up. “Look Grandma,” she said. “I lost a tooth.” It was so small I could hardly tell.
The movie Zookeeper was playing at the cheap theater, and you guessed it, Couponman had a 2-for-1 discount. The move title fit. The nineteen-month-old Mouse is finally starting to make some animal sounds now, so I thought he’d enjoy it, too. And he did. He wiggled on my lap in time with the music doing a few hand moves worthy of a spot on So You Think You Can Dance. He softly growled with the lions, whinnied with the horse, and clapped with the humans. When the animals moved off screen, he’d turn to me with the “all gone” palms up shrug.
“Grandma,” said the eight-year-old Bug, on the way back to the house from the movie, “going two weeks without you is like being out of your favorite flavor of ice cream bars.” That’s something in our family.
I wish I could freeze time for the next two weeks here on the home front. I don’t want to miss one lost tooth, one new sound coming from the Mouse, and I certainly don’t want the Bug missing out on his favorite ice cream bars.
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Oh that is so sweet of the Bug! Going to miss Grandma! My sister hates it that her grands are so far away and she doesn’t get the everyday stuff. You will appreciate them even more when you get back — and trust me, they will have grown!