Yesterday morning, I stopped in at Audrey’s house before heading to visit my Mom at her rehab center. (She is supposed to come home today… fingers crossed!)
What I didn’t expect, though, was… if all bets are on grandparents, the Comment Trifecta of Grandmotherhood.
First, while I helped 2-year old Benjamin spread cream cheese on his bagel, he poked his finger into my neck and said, “I like the squishy in there.”
Next, 4-year old Alex said, as I removed my glasses to clean them after being sprayed by a flying cup of milk, “You look better with your glasses on, Grandma.”
Then, 5-year old William said, “You know, Grandma, people get shorter when they get old. I think this is happening to you.”
I had a feeling that 19-month old Henry might have a thing or two to say about me… if he could actually say them.
I’m thinking this old horse is still ahead, but I’m wondering if there’s such thing as a quadfecta… for, you know, when Henry has a thing or two to actually say.