Grandma Regifts As-Seen-On-TV “Perfect Polly” To Great-Grandson
3 years, 1 month.
On Christmas Eve, we took you to go visit one of my grandmas; Nonna’s Mama.
Though you’ve visited her throughout your life, I feel this time was when the light really came on for you, as you curiously confirmed what I explained on the way there:
“Your Grandma is Nonna’s Mama?” you asked.
I see how you are starting to process the concept that a family is more than just a Daddy and a Mommy and a kid.
Also as of recent, you are understanding a family can be less than that, too, as you explained to me one of the characters of Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood, via Netflix:
“That owl doesn’t have a Mommy. He just has a Daddy.”
We took my Grandma a special Christmas gift, Perfect Polly; which is a “lifelike parakeet” that “never needs feeding.”
(Every time we go to see my Grandma, she always talks about how much she enjoys looking out her window and watching the birds eat seeds from the feeder.)
However, my Grandma instantly offered Perfect Polly to you…. and you gladly accepted. For some reason, you renamed the plastic bird “Sherry.”
Seriously, how random is that? Who would you even know with that name? That’s like naming a bird “Linda” or “Tammy” or Brenda.”
Just like how I started recently making you photo collages to accompany these letters I write you, I noticed that my Grandma keeps a photo collage of family next to her on her bulletin board; many of the pictures being of our family over the years.
Granted, you’re 3 years old, and your attention span is only so long. So after a little while, you and your cousin Calla decided to comb the halls with Papa, in a community wheelchair you found.
Of course, to you it’s not a wheelchair; it’s probably a monster truck, somehow.
I’m glad we got to see my Grandma. I want you to remember her.
Even if you spent half the time playing in the hallway, at least you did get to speak with her and she was able to see how big you’re getting.
After we left, we took you and “Sherry” to go see some Christmas lights in the Lexus LS 460 we were driving for the week; for my car review I was working on.
This Christmas we didn’t really venture too far into the Santa Claus aspect of things.
It was almost like you weren’t quite ready for that.
I feel that we kept things a bit simpler. Our Christmas holiday was more about spending quality time with family.
Speaking of, you were quite fascinated by our fancy ride in the Lexus as we drove through one of the biggest Christmas light displays I’ve seen in a while.
As Nonna put it, “This is like being in our own limo!”
You even got to see Mickey Mouse! (The blurry red figure in the upper left side of the collage.)
I like keeping things simple and nostalgic and eccentric.
Ultimately, aren’t those things what family is anyway?
Disclaimer: The vehicle mentioned in this story was provided at the expense of Lexus, for the purpose of reviewing.
P.S. Here’s a collection of my Toyota family reviews so far; just click on title to read the full story:
2014 Lexus LS 460: 2014 Lexus LS 460 Review, From The Dad’s Perspective; Journey To Howard’s Chapel (The Church Built Into A Rock); Ironically Driving A Lexus To See A Dinosaur Named Junkasaurus Wrecks; What Parents Do When The Kids Are Asleep With The Grandparents; Grandma Regifts As-Seen-On-TV “Perfect Polly” To Great-Grandson; I’ve Heard Of Sleepwalking, But… Sleep-Eating And Sleep-Playing?
2013 Toyota Rav4: 2013 Toyota Rav4 Review, From The Dad’s Perspective
2014 Toyota Tundra: Dad Gives 3 Year-Old Son A Monster Truck For Birthday… Sort Of; Nashville Dad Introduces 3 Year-Old Son To Country Music; 3rd Birthday Monster Truck Road Trip: Build-A-Bear; 3rd Birthday Monster Truck Road Trip: Little River Falls, AL; 3rd Birthday Monster Truck Road Trip: Mountain Driving; 3rd Birthday Monster Truck Road Trip: Canyon Land Park; 3rd Birthday Monster Truck Road Trip: Canyon Mouth Park
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