Thursday, October 7, 2010

IT'S GRAMMY & GRANDA'S TURN....

TO SHOP! That is the right of passage into grandparent hood isn’t it? Shop till you drop for your grandbaby. It feels so surreal to be in this stage of my life, a grandparent. I’ve been hoping for it, dreaming about it, looking forward to it, and now that it is here, it feels so weird! Wonderfully exciting but weird. Just like it feels weird for Elatia to think of herself as a mother. That’s always been my title, well for the last 30 or so years. It’s weird to think of myself as a grandmother.

Today is Martin’s day off so I suggested we check out Macy’s because I heard from a guy at work that they had great prices on baby clothes. We went and I wasn’t too impressed with the clothes prices but we found a few things we liked. I gotta go back and get the pink piggy bank that says, “Little Princess” on it.

It would appear that we all have themes we will be dressing her up in. Martin is going to rock her out with outfits with guitars and rock star on them. Me? Glam, punk, and princess stuff. Sherri, things that looks like it’s in the clown family, you know, things with colorful circles on them.

Andrew had a hand in an outfit I picked out today, although Martin and I didn’t realize it until we got home and Andrew pointed it out to Martin. It says on this lime green w/hot pink trim onsie, “Nuts For Grandma” Then there’s a squirrel holding an acorn. You'd have to have been reading my other blog about Andrew on healive.org to know how funny that really is. Well, that was Andrew’s way of letting us know he was right there with us shopping today. I didn’t notice the squirrel because, quite frankly, 1. I was focused on the Grandma part and 2. The squirrel is pretty small and in my defense, Grammy C’s eyes ain’t what they use to be! Man! That second one was hard to admit! Half the battle is admitting it right?

We look forward to more Grammy C, Granda Marts, & Uncle Muck shopping dates for our Wee Woman in the near future!

IT'S ALL GOOD IN THE GRAMMY-HOOD!

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