 When I started reading "A Grandparent's Sorrow". I thought I would get through the 40-page book in a flash. My expectation was to be writing this blog entry last week. Rather, I found myself re-reading certain sections, telling myself this book wasn't really meant for me and wondering why the book's title doesn't truly represent it's contents.
It took awhile, but I figured it out. I'll get to that in a few minutes.
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Last Friday provided a beautiful September afternoon and, trying to make the most of what nice weather remains this year, I loaded the Dasher and the Basher into the double stroller and we headed to the park. Being a school day, there were no other children in the play area. I was pleased there were no older boys and girls to tempt Dasher onto the playground equipment intended for 5 - 12-year-olds. It would be all I could handle to keep my eye on her in the 'little kid' section while feeding Basher his bottle.
After a short time, a group of about a dozen women pulled into the parking lot. I called out to Dasher to stay on the grass and to not wander down on the path towards the cars. As the group walked past her, I heard Dasher greet them with a loud and enthusiastic "hi". I'm not sure if she thought they might play with her or if they had something planned that she would be interested in watching ... and later imitating. |
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