“I learned that thinking about living is not the same as living.” Erin Loechner
No, this is not an entry with a cake recipe. Rosie Cakes is what my son calls his daughter, my granddaughter, Rose. Rose is five years old.
What I most admire about my son and his wife as they raise their children (there is also a 2 year old Rob) is their laid back demeanor and constant positive attitude. I once mentioned to my son that I never heard him speak negatively to Rose or tell her that she was bad. “Why would I do that,” he asked. “I love her.” Hmm. Time for self reflection.
But what I want to talk about is the kind of child Rose is becoming with all this love in her life. Rose is imaginative and amazing. I know I use those words with food but they also apply to Rose. Her latest escapade involved watching a video that enthralled her. It was about some super hero. She simply did not want to tear herself away from the TV.
Mom, Rose’s mom, was busy upstairs while Rose organized her day around watching the video. When mom came down she saw that Rose had hunted up her old potty chair and set it up in the living room. This would allow her to watch her show without having to leave the room for annoying potty breaks. Brilliant!
I find it inspiring to see someone so focused on their goal and move mountains or potty chairs in order to achieve that goal. I also find it inspiring to watch Rose navigate through life. I remind myself to pay attention so I can learn what else Rose has to teach me.
Brilliant and Beautiful
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.