Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Truth Be Told
While assisting my 2-year-old granddaughter (shy of 3 by only 2 months) with her daily duties, we got to talking in the bathroom...where women always chat. At her age they can spend quite a bit of time on the throne and therefore we must fill the time with chit chat. (She did send me outside a time or two so she could have 'privacy', but then got lonely and called me back.)
While checking out the wallpaper, she informed me that she was a Princess. (That is certainly the truth.) She asked if I was a Princess and I replied, "Of course!"
She then pointed to my watch and asked what it was. Being the former educator I went on a small lecture about watches telling the time of the day for meals and errands and how watches have become rarer because people look at the time (Mommy and Daddy for example) on their cell phones or blackberries and no longer need watches. I explained that only old people like me still use watches and that is why she doesn't see them very often.
She looked me in the eye and said "You are not old. You are grandma."
I was quite pleased with this comment, probably reading far more into it than I should have, because on the next downbeat, she looked at my midsection and asked, "Are you a girl?"