There are a lot of firsts in ones' life, each and every one of the good ones are a thrill. It doesn't stop amazing me how many there are that are so wonderful.
Yesterday, February 27, 2009, I got my official welcome into grandmahood.
It was a lovely day today, it's been cold (okay, cold for here in Oregon as opposed to Alaska, lol!) although the thermometer rose to 45 degrees around 1:00 p.m. with lots of sunshine. We had about four inches of snow the other day, winter is still sneaking in and out, telling us he's not all here but not all gone, either.
I did some housecleaning, changed the sheets, did the laundry, cleaned the bathrooms and made my favorite fruit salad for munching on. I have been engrossed in a great detective book by James Patterson so I pretty much had my nose buried in it the rest of the day and around 6:30 p.m I sent off a little email to Sara, just telling her I was thinking of her and loved her.
At 7:00 my phone rang, I know Sara's call, ha ha! We chatted for a bit about school and her projects and then about how she and Bret know all the words to all the Sponge Bob shows and how it's time to get a few shows in there now and then for grownups. Eric was already in bed and Evan gets to stay up a little later now, Big Brother stuff ya know. I kept hearing little mutterings in the background and finally Sara says, "Do you want to talk to Evan?" Well of course! Uh..Duh, lol!!
Evan and I did our little banterings which consisted of his "yrgyu truck knwros hsithy SPUNNNNGE BOB eriyth truck" and grandma here said things like, "Oh yeah? That's so cool, Evan, how are you, you like your trucks, I love you! Can you say I love you grandma?" stuff. In the background of our conversation was mommy (being Sara) coaching with, "Evan, can you say I love you grandma?"
And then...
"I wuv oo guhmomom!"
My very first one. Gads, what a thrill it is to do this again, it's even sweeter the next round.
