Or....
twenty-six hours with a seven year old.
Last night I fixed a scrumptious meal for the fam
and then Lucy spent the night.
I know now why the Lord led me to teach third grade.
Kids at the age of seven or eight
are utterly fascinating.
After her parents left,
Lu and I got cozy on the sofa and watched
House Hunters ~ Renovation.
We covered up with Lily the blanket
and watched until nine oclock.
This morning she was up at the crack of dawn.
After breakfast,
I gave her a spa shampoo
and a bath tub
filled with more bubbles than the law allows.
She stayed in until she shriveled up.
First stop when we got to town was
Red Lobster.
We split a steak and crab leg dinner.
She lucked out and got to handle
a new crop of lobsters
that had just arrived by UPS.
You would have thought someone had given her a
bucket of gold.
Next we stopped by to see Snookums the tortoise
at the reptile and amphibian shop.
There,
completely out of place,
was a cage full of baby rabbits.
She wanted one so badly, and I almost succumbed.
She had already named her favorite.
Barnes and Noble...
What can I say?
She and I spent a long time
sitting in the childrens's section reading.
I found a kid's book about the Titanic that sucked me right in.
I bought her two new books.
Before we hit the road for home,
we stopped at the frozen yogurt shop
and filled some cups with
goodness.
This afternoon I taught her how to play jackstones,
one of my favorite childhood pastimes.
She is a quick learner, but is easily frustarted.
We laughed till we cried.
Tonight after eating leftovers from last night,
we took a walk.
Walking and talking...
we found several leaf fossils
which brought on a good discussion
about evolution.
Granddaddy has taken her home. :(
I am writing this so I won't forget
how wonderful it is to be a grandmother.
