Important Moments, a post by the Modern Grandma

My life can be pretty hectic.  Family, friends, work, volunteering, and a social life keep me on the run.  Sometimes hectic crosses over into frantic.  That’s not so fun.  Two weeks ago was one of those times. 

I had hoped to get work neatly wrapped up before the arrival of Graham (3) and Will (1) for an overnight.  Of course, it didn’t happen.  Two real estate offers resulted in numerous important phone calls.  I almost said no to babysitting, but the boys arrived.  I took more calls while Graham worked on a very loud, avant garde piano composition, and Will explored, crawling faster than most people can walk.  For a time, I thought it was more than I could handle.  It WAS more than I could handle, but somehow it worked out.  Will tumbled once, but survived.  (Don’t ask, Katie!) Graham learned how to play softly.  The deals got done. 

And then . . .  magic happened.  Will had the most exciting bath in the kitchen sink, where the faucet poured water right into his hand.  Graham listened intently as I read a book about a treehouse with an unusual sign, “No Girls Allowed!”  Later, I rocked Will to sleep, as Graham snoozed nearby.  It was perfect.

And I almost missed it.  The really great moments aren’t planned.  They sneak up on us and we just need to give in.  Two little boys did little boy things with Grandma, slept peacefully in the next room, and woke with bright, happy faces.   Perfect!