There is something about being a two year old that is spontaneous, innocent, and downright fun! Step through the proverbial door of my mind and join me in a recent journey to the world as seen through the eyes of a soon to be two year old, my granddaughter, Danalyn.
Jackie and I had the honor and opportunity to be on grandkid duty each of the past two weekends, the former weekend planned and the most recent weekend a last minute addition to our grand-parenting repertoire. To say that Danalyn is a ball of energy would be putting it mildly. Much like the Energizer Bunny, she goes and goes and goes. She gave us a run for our money. However, we did prevail!
Each morning, smack dab out of her crib our dual babysitting weekend mornings began with Danalyn asking, “Go see Ice Keem and Goats?” This is Danalyn code to express her desire to go to the local ice cream joint that doubles as a petting zoo of sorts – cows, horses, rabbits, bunny rabbits, and last but not least, the goats. Although her Mom and Dad endorsed the trips to get ice cream, we thought we better not push the envelope too far and take her there first thing in the morning. We had to leave something in our bag of tricks to give her something to work towards during the day. We aren’t fools; after all we raised three girls of our own and know a thing or two about holding out until just the right moment.
Several times during the course of any given day on our visits, the question would arise again. “Go see Ice Keem and Goats?” One could delay the inevitable only so long. It became our reward for her taking a nap in the afternoon. After all, we felt we owed it to her to ensure an adequate supply of calcium for her little body and to make sure those bones are nice and strong!
The ritual started with getting her vanilla “ice keem” in a cup with rainbow sprinkles. She would take a few bites and it would then be time to feed the goats. We had to make sure we had enough quarters to buy the goat pellets. “Papa, need money” would be the next request. The kid's a genius, she sure know how to work the crowd. I obliged willingly. Pellet by pellet she would feed the goats or bunnies or chickens. It was something she enjoyed and we were more than cool with that.
We quickly learned how smart this kid is. She now associates our visiting with a trip to get “Ice Keem and Goats”. For the moment, it’s important to her and we love it! Not sure what we will do with wintertime visits, but we’ll have to cross that bridge a little down river.
What the heck, give it a shot sometime soon. Go on strike from your day- to- day routine! Take a nap! Go fishing! Sit and do nothing!
Declare an “Ice Keem and Goats” sort of day, maybe one with rainbow sprinkles! Soon enough we will get to do the same sort of thing with our second granddaughter, Naomi! I am sure her big cousin will advise her accordingly!!!