She leaves in the morning. And she will be missed. Buby has enjoyed every second of her 2.5 day visit. They have a groovy relationship these two. Grandma reads books to Buby. Lots and lots and lots of books. As soon as she finishes one, he cuddles up closer and whispers "Again. Read it again, Grandma." He is not to be denied. She builds forts out of his noodles and lets him call the shots when they play Little People. She pretends to drink tea and eats felt food. She swings him in the yard and jumps in front of his 4-wheeler just before it hits the fence. She makes him fresh fruit smoothies and invites him to push the button. She lets him dress himself, even if it doesn't match. She sits in the sandbox and runs in circles. She chases his runny nose with a tissue. Throws the ball and catches it, too. She lets him think he's riding the tricycle all by himself even though she's helping to steer him across the road. She holds his hand all the way to the bakery and then skips stones in the river. She will work on the same puzzle for 2 hours if Buby so desires. Grammy DJ is patient and knows how to divert Buby from a meltdown before it ever happens. She knows Buby and all of his favorite things. So when she visits for a couple of days, My Sweets + I get a little extra rest. We sneak off on the motorcycle, enjoy a grownup lunch with friends, or head back upstairs for 2 more hours of sleep after they start playing in the early morning. Because we know they are having fun doing whatever. Today Grammy DJ got Buby to go potty, get dressed, and eat breakfast while I fed Bebe upstairs and the three of us snoozed a few minutes more.
