A Boy, a Ball and a Book

 

 

It all began on the front porch of a Seaside cottage in Florida. A curly-headedbaby toddled his way back and forth, rolling a ball first to his Grandmama and then to his Nee Nee. His giggly little roll and shuffle dance reflected the love that bounced off of the two adoring women and landed permanently in my heart’s toy-chest.

Then he wandered over to his Grandmama and asked for his blankie and a nap. I was somewhat surprised because I could not recall him ever wanting to nap at my house. When I saw her gently plop him down on her soft, fluffy, pillow-loaded bed and watched the unfolding of their ritual of reading stacks of books, singing songs, placing his blankie just so, and tucking in a monkey and a truck, it all made perfect sense. Surprisingly, I felt no tinge of jealousy, just profound gratitude that Cole had been blessed to have two grandmother’s whom would pour un-conditional love and affirmation into his life.

That one day created in me an inexplicable desire to capture the “play” between children and their grandparents. Simple activities miraculously pass through the creases of reality and transform into a wonder-filled, magical world.

If you are a grandmother,* have a grandmother, know a grandmother, or remember a grandmother, then you know what I mean.

* (or grandfather)

5 years later, it’s almost here!…….Grandmama’s World – the app

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www.grandmamasworld.com