Bring out the toys and have them ready. (They want to be played with anyway, not kept in storage in a basement.) Then just watch what happens. You will be amazed at the mess but more importantly how much you enjoy that mess. At times like this a clean house is highly overrated.
And be ready to melt when those little eyes and that grin tug at your heart, no matter how much blueberry yogurt happens to be smeared around. Celebrate mealtimes and don’t be rushed. Just enjoy.
Rediscover those children’s books and the imagination and wonder of a toddler as you read those stories over and over. Learn to interpret the sign language for “where did it go?” and the gobbledy gibberish that comes from that toddler’s mouth. (Oh, and get over the fact that he prefers Grandpa to everyone else…. just get over it.)
Don’t sweat the details or the small stuff. Learn to cuddle and snuggle and giggle, and even frown a bit if need be. Just have fun doing it. Remember to just be there and be yourself.
Savor each precious moment…and remember that our children, our grandchildren, all children in this world need our help to grow and to be. They are looking to us and imitating us all the time, whether we know it or not.
Think about how you want to spend this time, and the rest of your time…what is more important to you now? There’s nothing like a weekend with family to help us refocus and remember what really matters.
My daughter, Erin, writes about this little guy and her family life here.