Many of you know that my kids call their paternal grandparents "Papaw and Mo." Papaw is generational; my husband and his siblings also called their grandfather Papaw. "Mo" however....Mo is just something my oldest son Ryan randomly started calling his grandmother, and (with some encouragement from his Papaw) the name just stuck. (edit: upon reading this post, Papaw insists he did not encourage the name Mo. I say my memory is a bit better than his, but whatever....)
We haven't had a chance to see Papaw and Mo since Christmas, and the kids are really itchin' for some grandparent time! Here are some snippets of conversations I had with Dylan just this morning:
[as I'm helping him button his shirt, he asks with much excitement] "Where are we going?"
"We're going to church."
[dejected] "Oh. I thought we were going to Mo's."
Later, when he notices my bracelet: "That's a pretty bracelet Mommy! Did Mo buy you that?" (She didn't, but I guess Dylan knows she has good taste.)
As he's putting on his shoes:
"Mommy, who got me these shoes?"
"I did Dylan."
"Are you sure? I thought it was Mo."
After church he asked if he could show Mo his craft project, and during lunch he asked me if Mo likes pickles. I can't say whether or not she likes pickles, but we are planning a trip to visit Papaw and Mo and the rest of our Oklahoma family within a couple weeks, so I'll be sure to find out!
"Grandmother-grandchild relationships are simple. Grandmas are short on criticism and long on love."
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Gombojav had this to say:
What a lovely quote that last one is!
- March 4, 2007 at 10:27 PM
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