I WONDER SOMETIMES HOW I, a woman who has birthed and raised three children, can find such novelty in the transition of a baby girl into her own person.
But every time I see my 17-month-old granddaughter, I delight in the new things she can do. Her personality is emerging with each skill learned, each developmental stage reached, each step of independence. And it’s a joy to watch.
I’ve seen it all before. Thrice. But this is different because I’m not the mom. I’m the so-in-love grandma.
This time the let me do it attitude charms.
The climbing onto and off an adult-sized lawn chair is not dangerous, but applause worthy.
In my eyes, I see only a sweet little girl whom I adore with a love I never imagined.
I love being a grandma.
© Copyright 2017 Audrey Kletscher Helbling