I had a busy weekend….I told you my grandson Scotty spent the weekend with me.
Kalissa was over with the boys…
..and Kelli was over with Georgia.
We hung out and visited. Later, Kelli and Kalissa went home and it was just me with Scotty. Buck and Karl were still out hunting. That’s when Scotty turned to me and said, “When are we going to celebrate?” I was a little confused and didn’t quite get it. He said, “When are we going to celebrate?” That’s when I remembered it was my birthday.
When Scotty was here for his birthday we had balloons and a banner. He was confused why we didn’t have that for me. So cute. When you’re an adult at our house, we kind of fizzle out on celebrating birthdays.
I bypassed all of that and offered to watch a show on television with him instead. Thankfully he’s at an age where he is still easily distracted. I worked on a cross stitch project while we watched television.
The next day I kind of needed to accomplish something. I love having him here but my life is so crazy and hectic that I still need to accomplish something. Besides I had played games, watched “his”shows, and baked cookies… I was running out of “grandma” things.
So I asked him if he wanted to go up to my sewing room. Initially I had just planned to grab something and go back downstairs…that’s about when Scotty saw my pincushions and was fascinated with the pins.
That’s when we really started having fun. See…..
I don’t know what it is about me and our family, but we always have better conversations and more fun when we’re working….Scotty was no exception. He played with my pins and pincushion and we chatted away. He invited me to his house for a sleepover with his friend Mia. He talked about all the things we were going to do. He figured out the sleeping arrangements. It was the cutest ever.
While we chatted, I cleaned the sewing room and loaded my baby quilt on the frame. It was so much more fun for both of us rather than having everything be so kid focused. I truly believe that Scotty felt the same way. He was so much more open and talkative than when we were downstairs doing “kid” things.
I felt better too because I did a few things I wanted to get done and I seemed more at easy to talk too. It was great. I got my baby quilt on the frame and some much needed tidying done.
I think too often as grandparents we try to be a part of our grandchildren’s lives but don’t open ourselves up and let them into our lives. This was so much more of a two way street.
After supper Buck and Scotty headed home…me, I headed to the sewing room. I got my baby quilt machine quilted and I worked on this.
I so enjoyed having Scotty come by himself for a visit. At first I was sad Lucy wasn’t coming too…but now in hindsight, I think this was just perfect. Having Scotty one on one and letting him into the sewing room really felt like a great bonding experience to me…and that is the best birthday present ever…no celebrating with balloons needed.