Wrapping It Up

Our grandparent duty draws to an end tomorrow. Here are some highlights from the last 2 weeks.
Lucy Christine

Furniture delivered and in use.

Sophie Stuff:

Karen’s doing a good job keeping up with the things Sophie does. I have a few special moments to share that I had with Sophie.

She has a little plastic tea set and we sit at her table (formerly K&C’s) and brew tea. The teapot has a little spherical button on top that you press to make the sound of tea brewing. One time when I did this she looked at my finger and asked, “boo-boo”? I looked at my fingertip and the button had left a dimple on my fingertip. I explained to her that it was ok and it was just a bump. Then I rubbed my finger and made it go away. This turned into a game wherein Sophie would press each of my fingers onto the button one at a time stating; “bump”, then rubbing the finger and saying, “no bump”. After one hand is done then she says, “other hand”, and we proceed to do the 5 digits on that hand.

She loves the color pink. She likes it so much that she calls her orange crayon pink even though she knows it is orange. She is sufficiently strong-willed that grandpa did not argue with her declaration that the crayon was pink. She got me in trouble, however. She told her mom that the crayon was pink and her mom said that no, it was orange. Sophie held the crayon up to me and said, “Gampa?” The look on her face was priceless. She knew she had trapped me. I normally don’t disagree with a parent but it was apparent that she was playing a game. I confirmed the crayon was pink.

Sophie amazes me with her ability to grasp the big picture of how things work. She learned how to turn on and off all the music and vibration settings on her sister’s little bouncy chair. She even remembers to turn it off when she is through. I sat her in the driver’s seat of our car and she turned on and off everything she could reach. She even unloaded a CD from the player.

Sophie has always liked to see bellybuttons—called “buttons”. One day she saw me without my shirt on and wanted to know if my nipples were buttons. Thinking there was no harm in it I gave the proper explanation that they were nipples. Sophie latched onto the word and uses it, properly, whenever she can. Karen reminds me that we have grandpa to thank for her acquiring the word. Sophie has a very accurate description of how Karen feeds Lucy. Fortunately most people can’t understand the way she says the word.

Sophie and I were horsing around with the camera and this was the result.

Penny cooked many wonderful meals, among them: pasta with meat sauce, tacos, chicken stew, fajitas, chicken and eggplant parmesean and chimichangas.

I struck it rich with stuff for my shop. I ended up with 3’ and 4’ clamps, a featherboard from Woodcraft and some kayak tiedowns and ear protection from Harbor Freight.



I think we helped out while we were here and didn’t interfere any more than necessary with K&T’s lives. Now it’s time to head back home and get out of their hair. I’m happy that they shared this precious time in their lives with us.