Published Sunday, July 15, 2012
He is full of questions.
“Why?” is his current favorite.
Grandboy Asher and I spent last Saturday together and it was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time. He is at a great age to be interactive and enjoyed doing pretty much anything we set out to do.
We started the day with a short visit to my needlework group. The ladies and I meet every Saturday morning and this was Asher’s first time stopping in since he was a wee man cub.
“What’s your name?” one of the ladies asked. I knew the answer. “Watt Ninja,” he replied, and then followed up with a carefully practiced dance of karate chops and ended with an exclamation of “waaaah!”
His name really is Watt Ninja. He told us this a few months ago. He is a karate champion, at least in his little three year-old dreams. In his quest to protect and serve humanity, he concentrates, bends at the waist and knees, assumes the ninja position, squints eyes, looks left and right, and CHOP! His work is done.
While visiting my needlework group, Watt Ninja expressed his curiosity by asking one of the women what that was on her face. “A mole,” she replied. “Why?” The favorite question. “Because God put it there.” “Why?” And the conversation went on from there, my friend sweetly replying to every single “why” until he was bored with that and went on to being Watt Ninja again. You gotta love a three year-old.
We soon set out on a quest to purchase a hat which I thought he did not bring with him but later found among his things, and we spent about an hour at Wal-Mart. In that billion-square building there was no hat for a little boy, a fact that amazed the department manager as much as me.
We left without a hat but with a snazzy Spiderman backpack complete with a vest instead of straps. We also needed some new Matchbox cars and we had to open those immediately upon returning to the car.
Meeting his dad and Papa Bo for lunch was just the break we needed. From there we went home and took a long nap, one that while it revived me from my active morning, would make me sit wide awake until 2 a.m. because I was not in the least bit tired.
A golf cart ride to the pool was almost as much fun as getting a new backpack and toys cars. Playing in the kiddie pool was by far the highlight of his day.
I don’t know who enjoyed our day more, this little three year-old or his grandmom, fifty years his senior. It was perfect, and I truly needed a “perfect” day for a change.
I met Asher, his mom and baby sis Briella for some errands and lunch yesterday. When it was time to leave I snapped Asher into his car seat. “Am I going to your house?” His eyes were expectant, excitement sparkling. “No, buddy,” not this time, but you’ll come again soon, okay?” He was disappointed but agreed to call me and we could chat.
As his mom’s car turned right and I turned left, I thought of the little Watt Ninja, the one who has my heart tucked deep in that little hand. What a cool age he is at, and how I cannot wait to see him again.
With his baby sis Briella and his cousin Phoebe Jo following in his footsteps, this grandparent thing is going to be a blast.
Kathy Bohannon is a Georgia Press Association award winner and regular contributor to The Newnan Times-Herald. Kathy will sign her book Gardens of Savannah at Scotts Book Store on Friday, Aug. 3 from noon until 1:30 p.m.