I attended my granddaughter’s kindergarten orientation last week. As Mom and Dad were talking with her teacher, I felt her pulling my shirt sleeve, trying to be patient for her turn to speak. “How many days until I get to come here?” she asked. Her eyes lit up even brighter when I counted off five days.
During dinner afterwards she asked her Mom if she had signed her up for soccer yet. Mom reminded her, again, that they had decided she wasn’t going to play soccer this fall so she would have more time to get adjusted to school and homework. I wish I could have captured the look she gave us. The next words out of her mouth: “Mammy, will you do just some of my homework so I can play soccer?” I think I’ve spoiled her a bit.