This morning while I was getting ready, Ali was snooping through my makeup and jewelry drawers as usual. She found a jewelry box, opened it, and let out an excited gasp.
“Ali found a pretty pretty ring!!!”
I looked over, and it was the ring that my Dad had given me when I was about 8.
I told her that it WAS a pretty pretty ring, and that Pop had given it to me.
She said in dreamy wonderment, “POP gave Mommy a pretty pretty ring.”
I decided that this was a good time to try and introduce the concept of family ties again, as it had never been successful before.
So I started really slowly.
“Did you know that GRAMAMMA is MY Mommy?”
She replied back thoughtfully, “Gramamma is my Mommy. . . “
“No, honey, Gramamma is MOMMY’S Mommy.”
“Oh. Gramamma is MOMMY’S Mommy.”
So to make sure she got the idea, I told her a couple more times, and she repeated it back to me. Then, right before I was about to go on to Pop, she decided to make the logical leap herself.
“So POP is DADDY’S Mommy!!!”
We’ll keep working on that concept.
My son once told me that “Grandma used to be your mommy.” I asked my mom when she disowned me. :)
I LOL, that was adorable.
That is to Funny!
LOL…that is hilarious. SO cute:)
That is too funny. :)
You know she is really pondering what you say. That is great. LBY, k