One of those Moments..

I remember when my girls were in preschool….Lollipop Lane…Grandparents were invited around Thanksgiving for a special day.  My girls were lucky to live in the same town as both sets of grandparents so were accompanied by Gmas and Gpas Brown and Green.  After these pre-Thanksgiving events, the girls would come home with Reindeer made out of clothespins made by the Grandparents and themselves.  The same grandparents day craft event…. 6 years apart.  I put all of those reindeer clothespins on the Christmas Trees for many years even after they were adults.  I wasn’t even part of the craftmaking but these Christmas ornaments probably meant more to me than they  did to the girls.

I received a Text message from Jenny tonight confirming Papa and Grandma were attending Grandparent Day at Preschool later this month.  I, seriously, had a couple tears slide down my cheeks.  I’m a Grandma.  Back in the day, I really never considered the possibility that I would one day be old enough let alone actually have grandchildren.  I’m ecstatic about going with Jax to preschool.  An old-age rite of passage, so to speak!

Until next time….

4 thoughts on “One of those Moments..

  1. Isn’t it crazy! And wonderful! And weird how we don’t picture ourselves as grandparents. I didn’t either. And I still find myself sitting as soccer games thinking how very weird it is that we’re the grandparents at the games now.
    PS- I have those clothespin reindeer too.

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  2. Heart-warming, with love going up and down the generations.

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  3. I geared up for you. How amazing and wonderful.

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  4. Time marches on. What a privilege to be able to attend his preschool events. Have fun! Enjoy each moment!

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