I was blessed to have my granddaughter stay with me this Easter holidays for a few days. She is 14 years old now and still likes to hang with Nan. So why is she so important to my life you ask? To be able to introduce her everywhere I go as my granddaughter is very liberating. Can you believe after 16 years of having Natasha in my life I still pinch myself and ask, “Is this all for real? Is she really in my life?”
I took Chloe to my local Post Office, where I go a lot and introduced her to Liz, the lady who works there. Well Liz nearly fell over with shock. “Granddaughter?!” She said, then looked at Chloe and said “You must love having Viv as your Nanna, she would be very hip as a Nanna?”, Chloe smiled and chuckled shook her head “Yes.” Liz also commented on her pretty eyes, I lent in and flashed mine. Yep, Chloe inherited my eyes, through her mother of course.
I took Chloe to our local Library to get one of her favorite books and the lady at the counter referred to me as Chloe’s mother. At first I said to myself “Did she say Mother?” Then she said it again. Chloe and I just looked at each other and on our way out we laughed our head off. Chloe said she was going to say that I was her Nan, and I said I was going to say she was my granddaughter but we both couldn’t be bothered. We just laughed.
I love that Chloe loves my (hippy) clothes. She drags them out and tries to steal them. Bahahaha What grandchild wants to wear their Nanna’s clothes? MINE DOES and I LOVE IT. It’s in her genes – Woot.
I can’t wait for next school holidays to have her stay again.