On my kitchen island sits two sad smurfs. That’s all that’s left of the granddaughters. They left this morning to go to the shore. That’s the beach to you out-of-towners.
It was a great visit but very perplexing for me. I’m not a kid person. Everyone who knows me knows that. My brother got the maternal genes at birth and I got the bossy ones. So why do I feel a sense of loss?
Kids are adorable in the puppy stage but there’s all that body fluid stuff going on.
I like them best when you can have a conversation. They can talk about their day and their friends and what they think about things. That age varies with the child. For some it happens around age 30 while for others it could be age 6.
The granddaughters (age 7) have morphed into the conversation stage so it was fun for me. Yes, even I am surprised at how much I miss them.
Here are some things I learned:
- Kids have two modes – off or on. Going from ‘on’ to ‘off’ can take about 3 seconds. Going from ‘off’ to ‘on’ may take a little more time. ‘On’ is when there is non-stop talking sometimes accompanied by dancing, leaping (yes, I said leaping) or running to get something that isn’t there. You can’t mistake ‘off.’ The eyes are closed and the head is down. It’s very close to comatose. This can happen at the dinner table or at a zoo or in the middle of anything. (I envy this skill!)
- They learn the art of deflecting fast. Ask them something they don’t want to answer like “why won’t you drink your milk?” and you will get an unabridged version of the encyclopedia on a variety of topics. (Very useful skill at work later in life.)
- They are starving until they sit down to dinner and then amazingly after three bites they are full. About an hour later (if you’re lucky) they will be starving again.
- Whatever you think they will eat, they won’t. Whatever you don’t think they will eat, they do.
- Their sense of fashion is developing. They are in the kaleidoscope phase. We went shopping for school outfits. I’m thinking khakis or jeans and a long-sleeved top. Boy would I be wrong. First we looked at every brightly colored piece of clothing in the store. Tops, bottoms didn’t matter. Didn’t matter if they matched or clashed as long as it was their favorite colors which are pretty much all bright colors. Their mother and I kept our eye rolls to a minimum. In the end they selected beautiful clothes that match (and are very colorful) and very different from each other. (Did I tell you they are fraternal twins?)
- They made friends with the pond fish. No one fell in the pond which was a miracle in itself.
- The only one in the house who matched their energy level was Morgan the new kitty who is wondering where all her new friends are.
Everyone is gone. All that’s left is a sad hole in the heart and the two lonely smurfs on the counter.