Mama says, "One... T..."

My sister and I have both been busy babysitting our grandchildren this week. Since both of our daughters are teachers, they have had to begin their new school year, earlier than the children of course. On Tuesday, we decided to take them to see the movie, "Ratatouille". They were all very good during the movie and quite attentive. Clay, however, did get a bit restless before the movie ended; nevertheless, he was good enough to stay in his seat and observe everything about the theater along with the movie itself. Afterwards, we took them to McDonald's and treated them to the Happy Meal of their choice; they considered that a special treat. Although the temperature was very hot that day, we did allow them to play in the playground for about 15 minutes and they really enjoyed this time despite the heat.

Since that day, Sis and I continued to entertain the children in our homes. Because her granddaughters are older than mine, she did take them for a visit to our other sister's and then to Chili's for lunch. She wasn't keeping the younger two-year-old until Thursday while the schools were having their open house evening. When his mom arrived to gather her children, "Jack" was sitting on the brick hearth, so she told him to get away from it since he could fall and get hurt. When he didn't move right away, she started counting as so many moms do today (I counted with my children, too. Someone asked me what I did when I got to three, and I told them the truth, "I don't know; I never got that far with my children." They were very, very good!). Well, my niece began to count, "one...t" but before she went further, "Jack" said, "two"! My sister almost cracked up and had difficulty holding it back in front of him. He is so cute and usually well-behaved.

Thursday, I asked Clay if they were going camping this weekend, and he said, "Probably. I want to go; perhaps we will go tomorrow." They tickle me with their vocabulary anyway. He explained in adult terms, how much he liked his bunk beds. Both he and Livvy wanted a corn dog for dinner. Clay said, "this is just like camping". I never found out what he meant other than I think they probably cook hot dogs on a stick and he thinks that's really cool.

It will be fun when they learn how to read. Both of them love books and beg us to read the same books to them over and over. Don and I finally agreed that we would read 2 to each child and say that's all for now. They accept this decision graciously, that is, until they get up from their rest period, then we repeat the process. They are not young but once, so I welcome the opportunity to keep them. My idea for all grandparents is to enjoy every minute spent with your grandchildren (well, almost every moment).