I remember when the Flapper flew to the Berkshires from frosty MN to visit us. She wanted to give the new parents a weekend alone, a romantic escape once I’d stopped breastfeeding the tiny Bride. All I remember is that she told me the baby slept through the night, and I thought “WTF.”
It’s like the baby Bride knew I wasn’t there, so what’s the point?
OK, so I did get a good night’s sleep in a fancy hotel. It was the first time I sampled white terry cloth bathrobes for a semi-spa experience. But I always wondered if that might have happened (the full 8 hours of sleep) without a visit from her Grandmother. I guess we will never know.
This past weekend I was able to pay it forward. I was Nanasitting for the Bug and the Pumpkin while the Bride and Groom stole away to a tree house in the mountains. The circle of life continues, only it includes three dogs, one retired husband and the Great Grandparents. All in all, a modern family that pays it forward in every way.
I waited for one of them to come into bed with me.
But they never did, they slept through the night.
I let them watch cartoons with breakfast.
I told them they could eat whatever they want.
I sang Yiddish folk songs that only their Mama and aunt Mary knew.
I wore the wrong socks for a new reader.
“Nana, what’s a bitch?”
And I said, “It’s a female dog.”
And somehow I feel like I lost the the election.
SO VOTE TOMORROW PEOPLE!!!
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