Tuesday, September 6, 2011
And we like pink applied very heavily. My grand daughter was here over the weekend. It was the first time I've seen her since April and it was the first time she's come to visit Nana and PaPa in North Carolina. I am always amazed by how intense she is about her side walk chalk. Always pink first and only one color at a time. The pink does not last long. It gets used up. The other colors we move through quite quickly. But seriously, only one at a time. I love watching this thought process. I'd love to know how a four year old makes these choices. But those are mysteries that are known only to children. It's a secret world.
Play dough with PaPa is a pretty intense too. Again only one colour at a time. And only with PaPa. There are strict rules about lining up the shapes in just the right order. Only PaPa is able to do it. Old Bob is allowed to watch but his help is not appreciated.
Daddy made an awesome ladder for the play house which I learned is actually a castle. That little porch up there is where Rapunzel lets down her hair. It's an elaborate affair to get that hair all unwound and to the ground so we can head off to see the floating lights. I know this because I watched Tangled quite a few times over the weekend and recognized the ritual.
I always feel priviledged to be allowed into a child's world. It is a whole new way of looking at things. There aren't the adult rules and view points. Life is full of mysteries to be explored and explained in your own way. The special Nana activity is the flash light. Each night before stories we go out into the back yard with the flash light and find things. Do you know how different everything looks when you find it with a flash light? It's magic out there. A leaf becomes embued with power that it just does not have in daylight.
It's so quiet today. The side walk chalk is all washed away by the rain. Alice is so tired. She is my grand daughter's special dog friend. They are inseperable. Nana is tired too. But looking forward to the next time. Looking forward to the night time exploration. Anticipating seeing the world a little differently.