It’s the little things we remember and that hopefully our children and grandchildren remember also – combing a child’s hair, sitting in a big chair with a child on each leg watching cartoons (usually Cinderella for the 100th time!), watching them fall asleep on a ride to get ice cream.
It’s the little things like saying ‘yes’ when your granddaughter asks you to help her bake a chocolate cake – which really means she wants you to bake the cake and she’ll lick the beaters.
It’s the little things like letting her frost the cake and not caring that she licks the knife and then continues adding the frosting mostly to her own face – but some if it makes it to the cake.
It’s the little things like letting her put the cake together her way even if that means the cake is a little lopsided and the frosting is a little thin on one side.
It’s the little things like letting her take full credit for making a BEAUTIFUL chocolate cake and getting to see the smile of pride on her face.
Yep — it’s definitely the little things.