A grandpa’s woes.
It’s not always easy being a grandpa; the expectation of very young granddaughters is beyond all imagination. Beyond mine at any rate! 😥
I was never told, that my being a grandpa required being the possessor of infinite wisdom & knowledge; the patience of a saint; “chief fixer upper, Jack of all trades”; and keeper of everything everyone needs, and never has.
Luckily I possess all these qualities . 😈
This belief in the omnipotence of grandpa’s, is, I believe, instilled in them by their mothers, and grandmothers, from an early age as insurance against being caught short by said granddaughters.
How the revelation came to me, was purely by chance. Some weeks ago, Luke, Ruby and Poppy Mays daddy, my son-in-law, arrived home, with some minor damage to the rear of his SUV thingy. Unsurprisingly, he wasn’t very happy, and Ruby cheered him up by uttering the following.
“Don’t worry daddy, I’ll tell Bampa (Grandpa) and he’ll get his tools and fix it for you!”! The real words of a three and a half year old; true as I’m sitting here. 🙄
Luckily, Luke got me out of it, how I don’t know. There have been a few small things that she has managed to break, and I’ve succeeded in fixing; but a panel beater?
Roll on a few weeks, and Granny Smith, my wife not an apple, arrived home from baby sitting, for want of a better expression, bringing ‘The Mermaid’. More properly, the pieces of ‘The Mermaid’, two pieces to be precise minus a few chips.!
You’ve probably gathered that ‘The Mermaid’ is/was a figurine, and a prized possession of Ruby, which had somehow ‘become’ broken, and it was sent to her grandpa to fix.
Trouble is, it appears to be made from chalk, and when it was dropped, it split into two large pieces, and several small ‘splinters’ which have been lost forever.
There is “Buckleys’ chance of my fixing this ‘treasure’. How will I tell her?
You may notice that Ruby had improved the figurines looks, with a dab or two of paint.
And now by special request.
Some photographs of Coco; the picture with Butch, Luke’s dog is from 2012 when we first got him at age 4 years 2 months, as is the bottom one where he’s enjoying a siesta. 😀