Grandma came home from Puerto Rico yesterday and her influence was felt immediately. I didn't think anything about it at the time but minutes after Grandma walked into our house, Emma, our 5-year-old daughter, went into our room and changed her clothes.
Now, there is nothing unusual about this. Emma sometimes wears up to four outfits a day, some even match.
Within an hour somebody pointed out to me that the reason Emma changed her clothes was to match grandma. I looked at Grandma and then at Emma and realized for the first time they were both wearing purple shirts with black pants.
Still doubting this was a plan, I asked Emma how she decided on her outfit she was wearing. She said, "That was easy. I just looked at Grandma."
If imitation really is the best form of flattery, Grandma has got to be feeling pretty good right now.
Monday, September 7, 2009
It's Good to be Grandma
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3 comments:
That is great. If my boys were girls and changed their clothes often, I hope they would do the same for my mom.
I am very blessed to have such a special relationship with the grandkids. They all are very special and I enjoy them tremendously. L/Grandma
Imitating Grandma is not the highest form of flattery; it is the highest form of rightness. After 37 years of marriage to her, I can attest the only time I make a mistake is when I do not listen to Grandma. Love, Paka
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