Sharing grandbabies!

This week has presented our family with a whole new set of challenges! How do you go about sharing grandbaby visits when both sets of grandparents live in the area? Frankly, I thought I was always good about sharing...but this is a whole other realm of unselfishness! The kids are home for a weekend, the middle of the week, and another weekend. We came up with a plan....the first weekend through Wed the kids and Emma would stay with Charles' family. On Wednesday they will come here and spend the end of the stay with us. Both grandparents agreed to honor the time of the other and stay away! :) Right away....I breeched the contract! I didn't mean to do it....Katie and Emma stopped by here on their way to the other Granny's house. What could I do? So for a blissful hour or so....we got in our hugs and kisses.....then sent them on their way! While they were in route to the Cassady clan.....other Granny called. She stated I had breeched the contract. She would not soon forget....and from now on she would only refer to me as "Gabby who?" She is fun and dad-gum-it....I even like her myself! She is going to be a fun Granny! I am going to have to step it up a notch to compete with drama Granny!

The whole thing got me to thinking about my own grandmothers. My dad's mother was just so sweet. She lived in town right down the street from us and I just remember her being gentle and kind. I would spend the night with her sometimes. She had a black and white 57 Chevy, stick shift. She always cooked frozen fish sticks and cherry pie for me. She was not a great cook...but I remember those two dishes fondly. She had a green thumb. Her backporch was covered with clay pots filled with geraniums. To this day when I smell the earth smell of geraniums I think of my Granny Lucas. It is one of my favorite flowers...and smell.

My other Granny was a stinker! She was nicknamed "Stormy" by family members and known for her temper. But...she was energetic and fun. We always looked forward to being at her house. She was always up to something. We played in her cellar. There was a rodeo every Friday night in their small town. We never missed a rodeo. They had horses behind their house....and chickens. All of it right there in town. There are dozens of Granny Burns stories.....she was my adventurous, funny Granny.

What kind of Granny will I be? Will I be the fun one....or the wise one. Will I be the fluffy, soft Granny? Will our home be the safe retreat filled with homemade smells? Maybe I will be the movie Granny? Or the art Granny? Maybe the blogging Granny....for sure I want to be the praying Granny. I could try to be the Super Granny.....but that is too hard! Too much pressure! What I do know is that right now I have two beautiful granddaughters that share the same middle name and I could have never expected to feel so full of love for them.

Being a grandmother is like playing a supporting character in the play called life. I know I no longer will be the actress carrying the main role....that role belongs to the mother. But...hopefully, I will play my supporting part in such a way that it will impact these little lives positively forever. And this I know....the role of grandmother is precious....and the more the merrier. Little ones cannot suffer from having too many adults love and support them. SO....bring on the Grannies! There is room for all of us! We will add the flavor to that sandwich called life! :)