Thursday, March 22, 2012


My mother was on Spring Break this week, and chose to spend part of it visiting us.

I was tickled pink, of course, because, well, she's my mom, and she's awesome, and I don't get to spend nearly enough time with her.  Unfortunately, I was absolutely certain that Miles wouldn't feel quite the same way, since her visit would completely change his routine.  Still, I looked forward to her visit with cautious excitement.

Let's just say I needn't have worried.  Miles absolutely adores his "Gwammy".

And I love watching my mom, who is an amazing mother, as she slips so comfortably into the role of grandmother.  She is a joy to watch, giggling, chasing, and teasing my son in much the same way she did with me not so long ago.  I love the way she laughs with abandon when Miles says something unexpected.  And I love how when we get together, she and I can giggle like we're thirteen over something as silly as a toddler repeating everything he hears.  I love how we can talk about anything, and she always finds the silver lining.  Just being in the same space as her makes life seem less complicated.  And I love that she has no qualms about telling me when I do something differently than she did, without judgement, merely observing.  And I feel invincible, like I did at five-years old, when she tells me I'm a good mom.

But, more than anything, I am so elated that my son adores her as much as I do.

We love you, Grammy.  Can't wait to see you again!

1 comment:

  1. I had a blast with you and Miles! I had fun chasing that little man around and it was great talking and goofing of with you! I can't wait to do it again!