And What I Think About It...
(Foreword to my relatives: Relax -- no one in the family is having a baby.)
Today, I became a grandma for the first time.
I was pushing my shopping cart through the cereal aisle in WalMart, A cute little girl about two years old was sitting in the kiddy seat of another cart waiting for her mom to get done picking out cereal. When I paused to get a box of raisin bran, I noticed that she was staring at me intently.
I smiled at her, and she said, "Grandma!" Then she grabbed her mom's arm and said, "Mommy, there's Grandma!" (Actually, she pronouced it, "Gam-ma.")
So, I said, "Hi, honey." And her mom said, "Oh no, that's not Grandma." And the little girl said sadly, "Oh."
So I didn't get to be her grandma for long, but it was nice while it lasted.
I still remember the first time I was ever called "Ma'am." I remember the first time a sales clerk ever said, "This lady needs some help." I remember when my children first learned to say "Mama."
And today was the first time anyone ever called me "Grandma." The little person who called me that was excited and happy. I'm glad that she likes her real grandma.