Nana's eyes

I've decided that if I have trouble seeing the world through the eyes of my children, I should instead see the world through these eyes...



My Mom spent the night with us. We had a glorious afternoon picking strawberries. In Nana's eyes, there is always time for one more ride on the swing...one more time on the slide. "Sure, take your shoes off if you want." "Yes, you may have another piece of cake." She always has Popsicles in her freezer, in case a grandchild (or young neighbor) comes for a visit.

This morning, Nana was in charge while I brushed my teeth. She came into my room, gushing over the "cutest thing" that Amanda just did...taking the dog bowl and pouring scoop after scoop of food for him.

This particular delight of Amanda's is one great source of frustration for me. When she decides Farley needs to be fed, it is all I can do to keep her away from the food. I end up spending all my time chasing her.

But, looking through Nana's eyes, I have to admit that it is really cute. And, as this stage passes, I will look back and laugh at her insistence on making our dog fat. :)