She drove back home a few days ago, but we’re missing Nana around here. The Girlie keeps calling her on the fake cell phone, and singing songs about ponies, and carrying her little toy computer around in her satchel, just like Nana. I keep thinking I hear her footsteps on the stairs outside, hoping that she’s coming up to say hello.
It was really great having her around to help out, and to manage the strange stomach illness of The Girlie, and to just generally add her good cheer. My highlights were watching Ella’s delight and Nana’s chagrin when I caught them sharing Pez candy in the back seat of the car (“it’s just sugar,” Nana protested), then hearing Nana read ‘The Little Engine That Could’ on the way home from the bookstore. But the best story was when Ella and Nana were watching “Danger, Danger, Don’t Touch” on Nana’s computer. When the song described the danger of scissors, The Girlie excused herself to go to the kitchen drawer and return with said implement in her hand. I guess it’s finally time for Mom and Dad to childproof the kitchen.