Thursday, September 22, 2016
Today I am grateful for spontaneous days. His golf plans fell through today, so when I got back from the pool I suggested we take our lunch to the Delaware River where he could fish and I could ponder. In fifteen minutes we were in the car.
We got home at 8:15 p.m. but not because the fishing was fantastic. On a whim I texted our oldest granddaughter who lives about 15 minutes from where we were, just on the outside chance that a 17 year old would not have plans, have to work, have too much homework, or come up with a lame excuse to not see Grandma and Grandpa just because.
All the stars aligned and we hooked up with her and her other sister outside of the Crayola Factory in Easton. After an hour spent helping some poor Russian man try to find a bus to New Jersey, we decided on dinner in a marketplace that Anja had been trying to visit but it was always closed. One of Anja’s friends was the entertainment. Cool.
I got to hear “Senior” talk about the yearbook project; who’s who on this one and that one; who is no longer a friend and why; who misjudged her and now loves her; the process of college; senior lunch off the school campus; girl “friends” versus boy “friends”; and on and on and on. What fun!
But the best, the absolute best, is the quick timing and sharp witted come-backs this young woman uses with her grandpa. Just the right amount of love and sass. I wanted to take a picture of them. Anja snaps into full pose in a half of a nano-second. Takes after her grandma. Himself, not so much.
“Grandpa,” she says. “Let’s put our hands under our chins.” He does nothing. “Grandpa!” He looks at her. “Were putting our hands under our chins for the picture.” She demonstrates. He says, “Looks good.” By now I’m rolling on the bricks laughing hysterically. “Grandpa!!!” In his defense the hearing aids were picking up all of the street noise but not her voice. Haha! “Grandpa!!! Pay attention! Focus! Look at me! Put – Your – Hand – Under –Your – Chin – Like – This!”
“Oh,” he says. “Why didn’t you say so!” Gotta love spontaneous days . . . and moments. They are simply the best.