by Mary Ann Eils
My great granddaughter and I attended our “Mommy and Me” swimming class today. Her mother teaches the class, so I get the honor of playing the mommy role. After an enjoyable class, we went down to the dressing room to shower and dress. When we were on our way up to the stairs, she said “G.G. (great grandmother), I can’t walk up all of these stairs, can you carry me like mommy does?
“Well, I’m getting kind of old, and you are getting kind of big, so I can’t carry you up the stairs, but I can teach you to fly up them”.
Put your arms way up and out to your side, and wave your hands and fingers as fast as you can, now start up the stairs and you’ll see how easy it is. She managed to get up all 9 stairs, and when she got to the top she called out loudly in her two year old voice. “G.G. I did it”. When we got to my daughters home, she told her grandmother that her G.G. taught her how to fly. My daughter said, “What’s next Mom, roller skating?” I’ll think about that.
What sweet memories we can make out of the simplest things . . .
3 responses so far ↓
1 Lisa Adamowicz Kless // Apr 19, 2008 at 12:18 am
Mary Ann, I loved this when you read it at the meeting, and I love it still! Since my “paying gig” is being a preschool teacher, I can really visualize your great-granddaughter’s excitement at being able to “fly”. A great little story–thanks for sharing it with us!
2 Rick McCluskey // Apr 27, 2008 at 8:39 pm
Mary Ann,
You’ve done it again! What a precious moment. It is priceless. Timeless too.
Please make sure all the stories about your grandkids are in the anthology. It is such a wonderful collection I’m sure the world will enjoy them as much as we do.
3 Eric McMurtrey // May 3, 2008 at 5:23 pm
It’s a delightful piece to read again. One day your G. Granddaughter will treasure the memory, and the fact that you took the time to preserve it.
Well done.
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