Mind Like a Steel Trap

Yesterday was my granddaughter’s third birthday.  We all gathered at my son and daughter-in-law’s home to celebrate.  As the presents piled up in the corner, my granddaughter lost focus on everything else but the wrapped up unknowns sitting there taunting her.  Her first few attempts to get to the presents were thwarted by her father who told her she needed to be patient until everyone was there.

When her uncle Tyler and Aunt Sarah arrived, she made another attempt at the sirens sitting in the corner beckoning her.  This time her mother told her that she had to eat dinner first.  “I’m hungry Mama, let’s eat!” she immediately announced.

After gobbling down some of the meal that was prepared for all to enjoy, she jumped out of her seat and back to the pile of toys hidden beneath a layer of decorative paper.  Again she was foiled, this time by her father again.  “You have to wait until after we have some birthday cake” he told her.  Not to be denied yet again, she ran to her mother and said “I want cake Mama!”  We lit the candles, she blew them out before we could take photos and sing Happy Birthday to her, so I relit the candles burning my thumb in doing so and did it all over again.

Once she had her piece of cake, she picked it up and tried to shove the whole piece in her mouth in one shot.  That didn’t work out so well so she was delayed by having to eat it in like four bites, but she still got that piece of cake down in record time.  Once it was down, she raced back to the living room and those toys!

Nana and I had packed one of those gift bags full of stuff for her and since it was the biggest, that’s where she headed first.  Inside was a doll, a ‘Surprise Puppy’, some coloring supplies and a Spiderman toy that she asked for.  When she realized that pulling toys out from the top was going to be too difficult, she turned the bag upside down so her treasures would fall out.

In a matter of minutes she had every present opened and was surveying her take for the day.  Satisfied that she had not missed anything, she picked up all the presents and carried them to the play room.  Afterwards, she seemed so relaxed as if she had gotten a fix from opening the toys and settled in to play with her cousins for a while.

When it was all said and done we said our goodbyes and left.  Once in the car, I realized how quiet everything was which meant that it was a tad bit noisy with 11 adults and six children under the age of seven all in one home for several hours.

Another four months and we get to do it again for my grandson’s first birthday, but until then I get to enjoy the piece and quiet.


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I am the Rural Iowegian of www.ruraliowegian.wordpress.com a published author and an award winning photographer. I use this space to speak my mind. God Bless.
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