“I yuv Mesa. Mommy yuvs Mesa.”
Then she turns to me and asks “Mommy, does Gwamps yuv Mesa?”
To which I answer “YES!”
Pleased with this answer she turns to Mesa and continues “Gwamps yuvs Mesa, Nana yuvs Mesa.” She then throws her hands in the air with enthusiasm and says “evwebody yuvs Mesa!!!!”
My sweet yuving girl!!!
Tate’s Nana and Gramps are enjoying 10 days in sunny Florida with Auntie Kelly. The first few days of their absence went unnoticed. She was “too beezee” to chat with them on the phone. As time passed she started asking about them. Wishing to go “pway with Gwamps”. In the spirit of this wish, she constructed Nana and Gramps to pway with them.
Both Nana and Gramps enjoyed dancing to Christmas music, little chats and stories and even a few “sawee” for dropping arms, loosing legs, or feet.
Potato head grandparents are sharing a snuggling night sleep with Tate.
Only four more days until Nana and Gwamps come home…. Hurry home we miss you tons!
The hurtful words “you don’t have a daddy”.
I knew this was going to happen ONE day, but not today. Tate is a few months over two years old and the little girl who said it to her is almost four. Way too young for one to say to an even younger girl. Not just a girl but my baby girl.
When I started down this road as a single mommy, I knew that it would be hard. Emotionally, physically and financially HARD. The knowledge that someday I will have to explain her beginning circumstances of abandonment and why she does not have a daddy. Two hard questions that I want her to understand but not have it define who Tate is.
Brilliant beautiful Tate.
Not in my wildest dreams would I have imagined the joy she brings into my life.
