Monday she heads north to Syracuse with Muzz and a van full of stuff.
I'm going to digress a little. When Emma was born, one of the obvious little problems was 'What do we call that extra mother?" Remember the little wooden legless people who rode the yellow school bus for Fisher-Price? When Amy was little, she called the woman in the blue dress with the blond bun the "muzzie." Marykay liked that name, so with a swish of her wand she became Muzzie, now frequently shortened to Muzz. Amy got to be Mommy.
Although Marykay would probably prefer to be called Mom now (too many explanations) Muzzie is certainly unique, and I'm afraid it's hers for life. I can vacillate between Marykay and Muzz, but it's harder for the kids to re-assign Mommy. I've noticed they are able to discriminate settings, when it's best to call Marykay 'mom' or 'my mother,' and when it's ok to use the old endearment.
Therefore I repeat, Monday, Emma heads north to Syracuse with Muzz and a van full of stuff. And while they move forward, I move backward to reminisce.
I was privileged to spend Emma's first week at home with Marykay. Amy got the play times after work when we were exhausted from standing over her crib all day. Among the group of interested parties, it could be said that she had many hoverers.
She was, of course and no doubt, the prettiest, smartest, most angelic baby ever born. But she did what all babies do, she grew up. Our luck was to be able to watch her grow. It was a great journey. Now she begins a new life at Syracuse. Everything will be tainted with orange, where basketball is king.
|Birthday Cake with g and g|
|Crazy Dancin' Grandpa|
|Cooking with Mom|
Thank goodness she's not, and we like her just the way she is, just a tad . . , uh, not angelic.
|Mommy and Emma|
When she was four she was invited to a fairy tale birthday party. They let me make the dress. She wanted to be Cinderella. (Who wouldn't?)
Then she changed her
mind and wanted to be Snow White. Panic ensued. Everybody knows Snow White wears navy blue and white. I was deep into pink. The day before the party she called me and left a message, "Gramma, you make a Cinnerella dress ammorrow?" Whew. Saved again. I'd been through this scene before with Wes involving Batman and Spiderman. I don't do that stuff any more.
|Only Emma could get away with this.|
|Fabulous Aunt Bam|
|Emma and Muzzie|
|Little Brother, Charles|
|Secret Science Lab in Athens Kitchen|
|Aunt Amy and Emma Planning Something|
I'm going into the corner and cry now.
Oh my goodness. Shew. I only know Emma and Charlie and Amy through your stories and I'm choked up. Good goobly goo. You deserve to be an outright mess.ReplyDelete
Yes, I am, but writing helps, just as it helps you. Going through pictures, laughing through tears, and now finding some I should have used. Sometimes I wonder why, but answers are always missimg.Delete