“Grandpa’s my cousin”.
Talking to Abby at dinner, one would wonder; weird?
No, not weird, just a child learning the complexities of family.
And this is the most simple part.
“Grandpa’s my cousin”.
Talking to Abby at dinner, one would wonder; weird?
No, not weird, just a child learning the complexities of family.
And this is the most simple part.
It couldn’t have touched my heart more…how even to put it in writing…
“You’re my friend, mama,” I hear from the backseat.
“You’re my friend, Abby!”
“You’re my friend!”
“You’re my friend!”
“OK, I’ll be your friend mommy. We are friends.”
Ready for bed, she asks to see “pi-pillar”.
Over and over, “see pi-pillar, see pi-pillar”.
Finally, I knew, it was our new pet she was seeking.
Our new pet that is sleeping in the kitchen
Sleeping in the kitchen to ensure that he has enough food (of course).
Our new pet that was a gift from Grandpa.
A gift in a glass; terrific for a toddler.
Caterpillar.
So excited to have shared it with Grandpa’s brother!!
(he didn’t tell her that he had one you know)