The other day when I was watching my
granddaughters, I found myself up stairs and getting ready to watch a
movie while we lay in Mommy’s bed. Both the girls were sick and asked me
if I wanted to take a nap. It would be okay with them if I wanted.
Sunshine found the TV controls, and zip-zang, she showed me how to do all the remote control stuff that previously eluded me. With “Horton Hears a Who
This isn’t going to work, I told them. I
need more room than that. So I manually scooted them over, grabbed a
pillow from the end of the bed, and climbed over them. The moment I
extended my arms, they both rolled to nestle into me. ‘Ahhhhh’.
Sunshine is somewhat like a puppy, which has to turn in
circles a few times before finding the right spot. This time she was
lying on her stomach, with her head at my knees and her feet at my head.
“Draw pictures on my back, Grandma. I want a unicorn, a rainbow, a
flower…” Before I drew the rainbow, Sunshine was sound asleep.
Bright Eyes placed her head on my chest. “I
can hear your heart beating, Grandma,” she whispered. I wiggled my
fingers into her mass of brown hair, and lifted the strands up to let
the heat escape. She sighed, and blinked, then was asleep.
That left me with Horton. Before we had settled
in for the movie,Sunshine had found one of Daddy’s clean socks and
placed it over my eyes just so. "Here, Grandma. This will help your
headache." I could look down my nose and at the TV, if I wanted.
When Mommy/my daughter came home, she found us three just like that. “Oh, my, that is precious.” I agreed with her.
Life can’t get much better than that.
This was a re-post of a great day in 2011, way back when.... Sunshine is now 19 yrs old, and Bright Eyes is 21.
