Our excellent babysitting experience started on Friday at noon where Truett and I watched Maddie perform in her dance routine at Sun Country. I'm sorry to say that none of my photographs were worth publishing. For one thing, Truett and I sat on the far left of the dancers and Maddie was on the back row on the far right. Therefore, I got no good shots of Maddie dancing because the instructors shielded her from my camera lens: but did take a photograph of her with her granddaddy Truett, as we headed back to the car.
After several errands we picked up Oliver and headed back to the fort, as we say. Dear old Fort White. The grandchildren still squeal, "Cow! Horse!" as we wind ourselves through the countryside, although I know they're over the excitement of seeing them. I think they just do it for our benefit.
Maddie and Oliver are at great ages right now. Maddie is 6-1/2 and Oliver is two months and a few weeks shy of being four. They do not argue or fight. Oh, I may have over exaggerated because there was one explosion today when Oliver took a sticker out of Maddie's Princess sticker book and put it on his super-charged Hot Wheel race car. But I quickly intervened by saying, "THAT'S IT! BEDTIME!"
I know we spoil these children and I do hate the phrase, "That's what grandparents are for," but there's just something about knowing you only have them for two nights and then they're back in Gainesville for a week or two before we see them again.
Maddie is excited about school so she and I talk about her going to first grade. Of course Oliver's main conversation is about his cars, bus, or tractor and how he will run things over with them. I usually tell him that I'll drive my motorcycle into his bus that will flip on his car and smash his tractor. That gets a delightful giggle and stops any attitude that may be cropping up from a 3 year old. You know what I mean.
Here's an example of how Truett spoils the grandchildren. At 5:45 A.M. this morning the children woke up and Truett proceeded to cook breakfast for them. Maddie ate oat meal and sausage patties while Oliver ate eggs and bacon. "What!" I said. "What's wrong with fixing one breakfast that we can all eat?" Furthermore, I said, "Tomorrow you will make one kind of breakfast and we'll all eat it." At which point Maddie said, "But Nana. I eat oatmeal." Then Oliver chimed in, "And I eat eggs." I have a feeling I'll grab another banana off the counter and munch on it while I'm doing laundry just like today. . .and I'll be content with that.
It's been a great day. My feet are tired. My head is fuzzy; and if I don't end this now and go to bed, I may not get my much needed sleep because 5:45 A.M. comes around pretty early.
I look forward to tomorrow's excellent babysitting experience.
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