I got a phone call yesterday from my mom saying that her schedule had suddenly opened up and she wanted to know if Mags and I were available to get together. We never pass up a chance to hang out with Grammy, so we cleared our busy schedule. (Wink, wink!). I’ve probably said it before and I’ll most likely say it again, but my mom’s nickname, Fidget, could not be more appropriate.
I took advantage of her being here and was able to wash the windows – inside and out (!) among other Spring Cleaning type of things. Typically I’d feel pretty proud and spiffy about being a busy-body, but my mom zipped all around our house speedy-quick (Junie B. Jones style) and toted Maggie along on her hip for the ride….commentating the whole time. I kept hearing bits of their conversation, “I’m going to turn the vacuum on now” or “Oh, you DID climb on top of the dishwasher door!”
Sometimes I find it so relaxing to do the most mundane things while knowing that somebody else has their eye on Maggie. Today that looked like me scrubbing our windows, hosing down our screens and pulling a couple weeds. I felt joyful hearing The Mag-Pie and my mom interact and with each window that I watched I got to see them having special time – from the outside looking in.
I love spontaneous, productive days.
Thanks for all the energy you bring, Fidge.
