I could tell you that this was the story of Oma Linda and Gerea Kaye and some days it would be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
This morning may have been right up there with the truth.
Poor little woogie, she is lost in being a prepubescent girl, which we all remember from being one, except for those of you of the testosterone persuasion. She is .....let's say forgetful......let's say harmlessly non chalant with her belongings....let's say preoccupied with being GK and not paying attention to things like, finishing what she starts, remembering where things are and oh I don't know...listening???????
So mean old Oma made her cry. And now that she has gone to school.....I'm sniffing and tearing up and feeling like the biggest meanie in the world but I know I'm not and she doesn't think so either. This too will pass and we will make it through this little bump in the road.
The strangest thing is....I already did this with her Mom and sometimes these flashbacks are ugly.
I have to confess that I really love being an Oma and hate being a grandmother in charge of getting it done. I know that I must be a good role model, a good teacher and enabler. The "behave yourself and pull your head out" lectures are not my favorites but necessary.
So color me a slight shade of blue.
BTW, this book is the cutest book and if you have a chance check it out from your local library. Great read for 5-12 year olds or old ladies like me who love to chuckle.