My Melody

With school out for the year, I was blessed with a visit from Melody.  There are special things we do when she visits such as playing Go Fish, hiding the trolls, watching movies, visiting the Dollar Store and going to the library.
Generally, she hides the trolls and asks Brian to find them.  She also helped me set up my fairy garden and hid the fairy for Brian to find.  She had to go home before he got home from work so he had to find the trolls and fairy without her.

We had a wonderful time together.  She can now ride her bike without training wheels so we rode to the park and library.  It's fun to watch her pick out books as she puts much thought into it.  She acquires a stack and then goes through them again before deciding which ones are coming home with us.  She always asks me who my favorite grandchild is.  I love them all so that's a tough one.  I told her that she is special because she was my first.

Our only downfall was when it was time to practice her piano.  It was the last week of lessons for the year, and she was given instructions to practice and not be dramatic about it.  Well, she sat down at the piano with good intentions but soon the drama began.  She wanted me to help, but I didn't do it quite right and then she felt like I was too annoyed.  So she asked me to leave the room.  I heard her play and then suddenly it stopped.  When I went to check on things, she was curled up on the floor crying.  She told me she hated piano and wanted to quit and that she was no good at it.  So we discussed that, and she tried again to no avail. She gave me a note that said "Baba, you need to hate me."   Finally she went upstairs and packed her stuff and planned to go home.  I took her on my lap and told her that some times we have to do things in life we don't want to do.  By this time we were both crying because I realized she was well on her way to finding out life can be cruel.  I wanted to keep her my little grandchild.  We got through it and all was well again.  However, I didn't ask her to practice the next day because I just didn't have it in me.  I will leave that to the parents.


I love having Melody come visit and hope she doesn't grow up so quickly that she doesn't want to come any longer.  Baba loves her so much.

Thought for the day:  A child can ask questions that a wise man cannot answer.  Unknown