THE INVITATION
PHONE CALL FRIDAY NIGHT:
Leah: Hi, grandma. What are you doing tonight?
Me: Watching a movie, Grandpa went to a ballgame.
Leah: Do you want to ride to Manhattan with me?
Me: I'd love to. What time? I need to change clothes.
Leah: Actually, I'm taking Amy to the high school and we're on the dirt road now (*dirt road is the last mile to our house*). But, I'll drive real slow.
**Now, Leah has always been our grand who HAS to be making some kind of movement or noise: clicking tongue, snapping fingers, bouncing, or singing. Just so you understand!!**
Leah: Does it bother you to have the radio on?
Me: Not at all.
Leah: Do you care what station?
Me: No. You listen to whatever you want. I'm just enjoying the ride.
**So we go to Dick's Sporting Goods so she can buy whistles that she needs for Saturday's club volleyball tournament. Then we go to Freddy's to eat**
ON THE WAY HOME:
Leah: **bouncing, singing and harmonizing with songs on the radio** Are you sure it doesn't bother you?
Me: No, sweetie. It doesn't bother me at all.
Leah: I'm so glad you came with me, grandma. I wanted someone to talk to!!!
MUNDANE? No, no, no, a thousand times no.
Being invited to accompany a teenage grand for ANY reason
MATTERS !!!!
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