We are not quite advanced in years that we “relive” our childhoods. We get back in touch with the joys our children brought to us when they were 3 years old.
SNACK ALERT 🙂 for my friend Nancy.
Poppa Joe is making whipped cream for a dish he and his girls, Tiffany and Loreli, like.
Mom, Tiffany, was having concerns of the after effects of a sugar buzz her little Simon would experience but Poppa Joe won the skirmish.
Poppa Joe told Simon he would have to remain in the chair next to him in order to get this treat.
The licking began 🙂
Simon sat in the chair without any fuss. His concentration on the task at hand was total. No wriggling. No talking. No flailing the beater about in the air.
The lip smacking commenced along with little joyous utterances of yum 🙂
I’m here to tell you there was some serious action going on 🙂
Now, can you possibly imagine anything better than this?
Joe had me giggling with a story he told from his childhood. It was his job to lick the beaters when he was Simon’s age and until he was nearly 10.
His Great Uncles Jack and Chuck teased him every year that they were going to get the beaters this time. They teased poor Joe so much that he felt really bad they were not able to enjoy this treat along with him. Joe went to his grandmother to ask for an extra one so they wouldn’t be left out. Grandma’s response was to go to the Uncles and firmly say “You stop teasing the boy!”.
Do you have a fond memory of a grandparent you would like to share? Are you a grandparent and have a story of your own you would like to share?
I’m really loving this grandparent thing 🙂