I simply enjoyed being Nana. In every way. Emails, phone calls, work…pretty much came to a screeching halt. Instead, I did what I absolutely love the most. I got up early with Dashiell; I cooked and spent time with my dear daughter and son-in-law.
Here’s a glimpse…
Every morning Dashiell and I got up early, made Nespresso and read The Very Hungry Caterpillar…we talked about apples, plums, strawberries and how that hungry caterpillar eats up everything in sight. Then we would go outside and look for that hungry caterpillar while we sang our Hungry Caterpillar Song–hungry caterpillar, hungry caterpillar, hungry caterpillar, hungry caterpillar…nibble, nibble, nibble, nibble, nibble….
I watched this beloved boy growing right before my very eyes…standing, cruising the furniture and mastering his pincer grasp. He’s a legume lover–lentils, kidney beans, black beans, cannellini beans…he’s enthusiastic! Not to mention that he patiently indulged and endured our re-creation of Halloween…
And made my day every day. I miss him and love him more than words can express!
He is too cute:)
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