What family doesn’t have that one cute tale or an embarrassing moment to tell on one of its loving, endearing members?! You know, the kind that gets told every year, at every holiday, and has every intention of bringing each member to a belly holding, howling laughter, and tear filled eyes. Even the smallest members of the “brood” can come up with the funniest and/or most heartfelt comment that makes you stare in awe at their wisdom and perception.
A dear friend’s grandchild did that one day while out shopping with grandma and grandpa. Now, let’s be honest here, grandpa is…well…he’s “known” for his “ratchetjawing”, his admission, not my comment. For those of you that do not know C.B. talk, it means: “An obnoxious person talking non-stop and saying nothing.” I looked it up and that’s what it says word for word…honest!
So, here we have an afternoon outing of three young grandsons with their grandparents, running errands and enjoying their time together. Now grandmas are very wise and perceptive, and so this grandma came prepared. On their last stop of the day, only grandpa gets out and says, “I’ll only be a minute!” Famous last words! One hour later they are still waiting, hungry, tired, and cranky. Wise grandma breaks out the snacks and water that she packed, knowing how her loving spouse operates.
It is now even later, and the youngest of the three looks up at grandma and asks, “When is grandpa coming?” “I don’t know, soon I hope”, says grandma. The cute little four year old, with the expression of such deep thought and depth of perception, looks up again to grandma and innocently says, “ I’ve waited so long for grandpa, I think I’m five already”! What an observation and how intuitive from one so young and innocent, yet understanding of his grandpa.
Not that I am known as an ornery person…ahem…but…I’ve often thought of conspiring with the little lad some family, get-together day and have him creep slowly into the room, while bent over with a cane in one hand and the other hand holding his side. He would be sporting a long, gray beard flowing half way to the floor, and he would look up and with a crackling, hoarse voice say, “I’ve been out running errands with grandpa again”! I can already hear grandpa in the background saying, “I don’t think that’s a bit funny”, while laughing the whole time he says it!