Oh my, she’s so precious. Every month she changes so much. She talks nonstop now, and entertains all of us with the things she says.
She says the funniest things. She was getting ready for bed, Mama and Daddy weren’t fast enough for her, so she grabs her blanket, takes off down the hall yelling, “Cmon team, let’s ROLL!”
She now likes the dogs, too and wants to pick Maggie up and carry her around. She calls them both “Pal.” She says “Hiya Pal” or Whatcha doin’ Pal?” I ask her Mom and Dad where she comes up with these things, and they just shake their head. Who knows, but it sure is cute!
They were getting ready to leave Monday, and she came to me in the sunroom and said, “Grammie, I’m going to cry.” Abby always tells you first, before she cries. I sat her on my lap and asked her why and she told me “I don’t want to go home.” Oh my, talk about tugging at the heartstrings. I told her we were going to come visit soon and she shrugged her little shoulders, and just wilted, then gave a big sigh and said in a little voice, “okay.”
And we will see her soon. Lindsay’s due date is August 24th, so we’re going to visit next month and give her a little break.
There is no greater joy in life than watching your child father his child. Ryan is such an amazing Dad to Abby. He’s so gentle and kind with her, he always stoops down to her level to interact with her, and she just soaks up his attention like a little sponge. His patience amazes me, he always takes time to play with her, to guide her, to answer her constant questions. It tugs at those heartstring just to watch the two of them interact.
