Monday, March 09, 2009
Nana is the best Nana.
We had a little family birthday party over the weekend for Grace and Ruby. But that's not what this is about. This is to give fair and public notice to the rest of the world that those arms that surround each of the girls belong to a woman who protects, worries over and sacrifices greatly for her grandkids.
We were at an indoor play place. We found ourselves chatting as usual while the kids played on the bouncing house. Suddenly, Grace jumped too high up and over the air-filled wall and as we glanced up, she dangled head first five feet off the ground losing her grip by the second. I didn't move fast enough, Jake was holding Ruby and couldn't move fast enough. I dove toward the spot where I thought she would land and was too late. But I will tell you something. That wonderful Nana of hers was three feet in front of me, already scooping Grace up in her arms. She is about twenty years old than I, and she had moved faster, been stronger, and skinned both her knees in the process of being there to pick up Grace when she fell (flat on her back). I'm telling you, she's amazing. And ya can't have her.