Growing up, summertime for me always meant a trip to Grandma's house. I would stay for at least a week and savor days with cookies, ice cream, toys, and (most importantly) time alone with my grandmother. No matter what we did, I was happy. We could watch the news together, and I would be just as engrossed in it as if I was watching cartoons. For me, going to Grandma's house was a time when I could just be. There were no worries about getting in trouble; I didn't even disobey or try to take advantage of my freedom. I just truly enjoyed being there.
To this day, I dream about being in her house. Countless dreams are filled with memories of a home that was never even my own. Clearly, our special times have become so deeply ingrained in my memory and my heart, that I will forever treasure the times I had.
Last Thursday, Gordon Lee got to spend his first night at his Grandma's house without Mommy or Daddy. We were told that after seeing a picture of Lee on the wall, he was in search of his daddy. And when I walked through the door the next day, he looked at me as if he could hardly believe that Mommy just appeared out of nowhere. But still, from the pictures we saw to the way he was contently playing when I arrived, I'd say that he had a BLAST! And I know that one day, when he is older, he will look at me (like I looked at my mom) and say, "Mama, when can I go and stay at Grandma's house?"
To this day, I dream about being in her house. Countless dreams are filled with memories of a home that was never even my own. Clearly, our special times have become so deeply ingrained in my memory and my heart, that I will forever treasure the times I had.
Last Thursday, Gordon Lee got to spend his first night at his Grandma's house without Mommy or Daddy. We were told that after seeing a picture of Lee on the wall, he was in search of his daddy. And when I walked through the door the next day, he looked at me as if he could hardly believe that Mommy just appeared out of nowhere. But still, from the pictures we saw to the way he was contently playing when I arrived, I'd say that he had a BLAST! And I know that one day, when he is older, he will look at me (like I looked at my mom) and say, "Mama, when can I go and stay at Grandma's house?"
Plus, he gets WAY cooler toys at Grandma's house than at home. :)
Yep, it's always fun to go to grandma's house.Glad you have those sweet memories. My turn next:)
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