Constant motion. Never still. That is what being almost 3 is all about.
We have spent the last month in New York, visiting our grandson Gus and his parents.
Our days were full of fun and adventure.
Pick him up from his parent's apartment in mid-morning with lunch already packed. Ready to roll. A stop along the way at the donut shop to greet everyone who comes in the door. This boy has never met a stranger. "Hi" he says to everyone in line. Most of them smile and say hi back. Some even give him a high five.
Then on to the park. What will we do today? Throw rocks in the stream? Kick the ball all over the soccer field? Run until we fall down? Maybe all of the above.
The Aqueduct Trail is always a point of interest. Lots of flat space to run and lots of places to stop, pick up a stick and dig a hole.
Dig a hole? Of course! What else would you do with such an expanse of wet and oozy mud? Doesn't matter how dirty you get. Grandma has clean clothes in the backpack.
Lunch. How he loves to eat. Cheerios and raisins, a pb and j sandwich, some cheese, maybe a veggie or two. Whatever there is he eats it up and takes a big drink of water to wash it all down.
Getting sleepy, so we drive him back to our apartment where his travel bed is located. A snuggle or two, a story about Winnie the Poo and then lights out.
After a refreshing nap...for all of us....he is ready to go back home. "Mama, Papa!" he yells as we open the downstairs door. He greets them with a happy smile.
It's almost time for him to help make supper. He loves to cook. And thankfully his parents know just how to keep him busy in the kitchen. What a joy to see him cutting up carrots to put in the salad and adding a pinch of this or that to make a tasty dish. Perhaps he'll be a famous chef someday. Who knows?
One thing this grandma does know. When it is time to kiss him good-bye and tell him we'll see him tomorrow, his little face lights up with joy. That is enough to keep us trying to keep up with this little boy.
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