"That's pretty stupid!"

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Coverage

Grandma has been throwing away some of her pills every day for the last several months and it's driving Anna nuts because she's in charge of making sure G takes them at the right time and under the right conditions (she has a ton).  One of the pills, if taken incorrectly, can cause disphasia (a condition which prevents her from finding the right words to say) and paranoia.

For over a month, G has been trying to tell Anna and I that she thinks she lost her coverage because she didn't pay.  We keep asking her, "Which coverage? Insurance, medical?"

"No.  I wish I could tell you  how real this is.  My coverage...."

She gets so frustrated and Anna and I started out really patient, waiting for up to half an hour at a time for her to try to spit it out.  But, now it's gotten to the point of being a running joke.  "Grandma, you aren't missing any coverage.  Everything is taken care of."

Today, she roped Mom into talking about her "coverage" and Mom sat very patiently and finally G said, "for the table."

We started laughing so hard because of how frustrating it is for her and for us to wait for her to say what she wants and because what she wants is obviously ridiculous.  There is no coverage for a table that we can think of.  I think she feels better though because she finally was able to put her thoughts together and spit it out.  Hopefully she'll realize that was just a kink stuck in her brain and hopefully this untangled some things for her.  Maybe I'll go pick up a table cloth for her as a joke.  She's great.

Old School

I regret that I didn't take pictures of the dinner I made for G yesterday.  I made her browned butter scallops with a honey glaze over a bed of whole grain rice medley (amazing, from Trader Joe's and heats up in 3 min) with caramelized fresh cut corn, onions and garlic in a browned butter/honey sauce with a side of tomatoes and avocado.

G ate two scallops, the avocado, a tomato slice and one bite of rice/corn.

For dessert, she had a bowl of ice cream and two milano cookies.  She said she was still hungry at bedtime and wanted more cookies.

Anna scolded her and told her she's not allowed to have two desserts just because she doesn't want to eat her dinner.  So the rule now is, "If you don't eat your dinner--and the vegetables, no dessert for you!"

G crinkled her brows and contorted her mouth, "You are cruel!"

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Enchiladas and Deep Sea Diving

We had taco salad for dinner that my dad made for G.  On Sunday Dad asked G what she had wanted for dinner on Wednesday and she said she definitely didn't want enchiladas.

Dad made taco salad for dinner and she said in her pouty martyr voice, "Well, I guess I'll have some.  But, I was really looking forward to those enchiladas."

During the course of the evening I had dropped a chip down the front of my blouse and G said, "Well don't expect me to go after it!"

Friday, May 11, 2012

Mothers' Day

Anna bought G an antique bell for Mothers' Day so she could ring for our attention.  The bell is loud and G has not even hesitated about using it.  It was like giving a semi-automatic to Charlton Heston.

Anna's rationale is that she is tired of G screaming at the top of her lungs, "ANNA! ANNA! ANNA!"  Anna goes running in and says, "What?! Are you ok?"

"It's 9:30 [AM]."

"So what?"

"I slept in."

"Ok."



For some reason, I forgot she had the bell and I was in the very front of the house working on homework.  I heard this really loud bell coming from the opposite end of the house and my first thought was, "Santa?"

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Girl Talk

I came home from teaching and running errands and went back to G's room.  I laid on her bed with her and we talked and laughed about so many things.  We talked about how smart and kind Grandpa was.  We talked about how much we love our family.  We laughed about how bad at Boggle we are.

I knew we had some of her favorite cheese in the fridge, so I asked her, "Do you want me to get you some cambazola and some crackers?"

She got that thoughtful poker face, lifted her chin and sort of shrugged with her mouth, "That would be nice.  Why don't you get some for both of us and we can sit back here and talk some more."

I treasure all the fun times with G, and this was the icing on the cake.  I really love her.