My great granddaughter and I attended our “Mommy and Me” swimming class today. Her mother teaches the class, so I get the honor of playing the mommy role. After an enjoyable class, we went down to the dressing room to shower and dress. When we were on our way up to the stairs, she said “G.G. (great grandmother), I can’t walk up all of these stairs, can you carry me like mommy does?
“Well, I’m getting kind of old, and you are getting kind of big, so I can’t carry you up the stairs, but I can teach you to fly up them”.
Put your arms way up and out to your side, and wave your hands and fingers as fast as you can, now start up the stairs and you’ll see how easy it is. She managed to get up all 9 stairs, and when she got to the top she called out loudly in her two year old voice. “G.G. I did it”. When we got to my daughters home, she told her grandmother that her G.G. taught her how to fly. My daughter said, “What’s next Mom, roller skating?” I’ll think about that.
What sweet memories we can make out of the simplest things . . .
Mary Ann Eils is a retired registered nurse working part time as a nursing instructor. She has been married for sixty years. Mary Ann is a mother of four, grandmother of nine, and great-grandmother of two. She enjoys writing true to life stories with a humorous touch.
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Would that we as adults remembered that we could still fly too…
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