Sometimes, Heather and I play a game in the car.
When you see a body of water, you claim it:
A Lake?
My Water! Bywater.
A puddle?
My Water! Bywater.
A field of sprinklers?
My Water! Bywater.
Confession: We stole this game from our mother and her siblings...their last name is Bywater. Get it?
And that is why last week, in anticipation of my grandparents arrival, I turned to Oliver and called out, "My Water! Bywater." just so there would be no question...and because we all know that my sharing skills could use some work.
I hope that they found their stay as delightful as I found their presence to be. We talked books, travel, family, and future. They voiced interest in our lives, support for our endeavors, and good advice for us to consider and draw upon if we should so choose. They came bearing gifts, complimented my cooking, treated us to two dinners out on the town, answered all of my questions about the '50s, and let me sit on their couch sipping Root Beer and soaking up their company for as long as I pleased.
I am ever grateful for the Sunday Dinners, holidays, family vacations and Fridays when school was out that I have been privileged to spend with them.
Every time I said thank you, Grandpa would say, "It's no trouble, we're celebrating." I know he was mostly just referring to the chance we had for a visit, but I think it's safe to say that the relationship we have developed as Grandparents and Granddaughter is surely something worth celebrating.
You are surrounded by some pretty amazing people. You know the best part though? They have been so kind to accept me as one of their own. I love your grandparents. They are so kind, warm and loving. What a wonderful heritage you come from. Isn't it great that the amazing has rubbed off on you too?
ReplyDeleteLOVE My water! Bywater. My girls and I played in all the way to Disneyland, San Diego and back home again.