I am very lucky to be the caregiver to all four of my grandchildren while their parents work.
Three of the four are in school full time, so I don’t have a lot of time with them. Lexi (or Lulu, to me!) is in pre-school three days a week, so we have two days that Lulu calls “guhl’s days” – or “girl’s” days.
We do a lot of different things – watch movies, do workbooks and puzzles, practice her ABCs and writing, go to her ballet class, she cooks for me in her little kitchen, we go shopping, and sometimes we just play.
One day last week we’d been playing princess. Lulu put her new “Ariel” crown on me and laughed and laughed.
SO, we finished our playing, had a little bite to eat then headed out to run a few errands.
First on our list was a visit to the credit union.
I walked up to the first available teller (a young lady I’ve known for years, and loves to visit with my grandkids when they come in with me) and she smiled and said, “well, hello there your majesty!” I caught a glimpse of myself in the glass, and I was still wearing the crown!
One of the nice things about being old is that things like that don’t phase you at all. I laughed and acted like I wear it all the time, and Lulu giggled and giggled. I took a selfie of the two us and asked her why she didn’t tell me I was still wearing the crown. She said, “It looks pretty!”
Ha! I think she’s right! Princess Gaga. I like it.