Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship. (Buddha)
Ella’s daddy wants her to have a nap today. The stitches on her chest became infected. They had to be surgically repaired last week. She needs to catch up on her sleep and recover. Ella, however, has a different plan. I lie down next to her because we don’t have a bed for her. Napping at our house is not part of time-with-grandparents routine.
I had told her it was time to sleep and she told me it wasn’t dark out.
“Nap, Ella, not nighttime.”
She grins. I know what tactic she is forming so I open the book we just got from the library and begin to read. She decides she wants to tell the story.
This is a ploy, but I want to hear her version. She flips the pages back and forth and makes faces at me. Yep, I was right. Our granddaughter wants me to laugh, actually outright giggle. This will stop the possibility of sleep in the middle of a perfectly good day for play.
Oh, why was I made out of malleable wet sand when it comes to my grandchildren? I try to keep my lips set into a serious straight line, something like holding back the water from a burst pipe with a paper bag.
“Okay, sleep time,” I say.
“Night, night, Mawmaw,” Ella says, at least a hundred times—in different tones. “I love you,” she finally says.
“I love you, too,” I respond.
Then she makes a tent of the book over my face. I finally laugh. She has won. She giggles and I want to hug her forever.
You are ornery and sneaky, little girl, I think. But I wouldn’t change anything about you—even if I could.
“Uh, the nap was a bust,” I tell my husband and see disappointment in his face. We didn’t follow instructions. Okay, I didn’t follow directions. But they required willingness from another participant who didn’t want to miss one minute of the day.
I am so glad Ella’s heart is now working properly. Her spirit has always shone, even with a blocked valve, and her ability to find contentment in the simple inspires me.
Chances are I won’t seek employment as chief disciplinarian anywhere. This story wouldn’t fit well in the resume. But the position of Grandma, also known as Mawmaw, works just fine for now.
Actually, I feel somewhat honored.
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