I was hot, sweat trickled a streak of grime along the crevices of my wattle and pooled in the hollow below my collar bones.
I stripped down to my undershirt and sank into my chair. My daughter, Clare, and her daughter, Hazel, joined me in the family room. The baby slid to the floor, walked hand over hand along the couch and over to my chair. I picked her up and she snuggled in for a hug. She stopped, mid-snug, sat up straight and looked at me with deep admiration.
"What's up with you, baby girl?" I asked.
Hazel leaned in and grabbed my boob. "Oooooh," she said.
"What the hell is she doing?" I asked.
"I think she just realized Grandma has boobs," Clare said. She snorted back a laugh.
Hazel looked at her mom and let out a string of baby babble, held my boob with one hand and pointed at it with the other. The kid didn't need words, there was no doubt about what she said. Her life evolved around her mom's boobs, now, here came Grandma, fully equipped.
Hazel cupped, poked, pinched, laughed, and chatted my boob up. She looked at me like I was Super Grandma. My daughter quit trying not to laugh and just let 'er rip. Hazel leaned in and snuggled my boobs, mashed them together and bounced them around. I have to admit, I laughed too.
"They're not going to do you any good, kiddo." I said. Then I put my shirt back on. Gotta admit, I was a little creeped out. I haven't been felt up like that since I was 25.
Kids.
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ReplyDeleteSo funny! I remember well when my grandkiddos...not that long ago, one is 7 and one is 3...discovered both my husband and I have the same body parts as Mom and Dad :)
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ReplyDeleteHee hee! What an awesome, life affirming visit :-)
ReplyDeleteI've been slow to catch up with the fact you're back. Pleased to see you on line again - check in here every few months to see if you've written and always hope that you are ok. Please to see that you're back in a place where you can write.
ReplyDeleteYAY! You're back. I'm so glad. SO glad! I kept your URL at the top of my "Horse Blogs" folder and clicked it for more than a year. Then, today, I clicked again, and settled in for a good 20 minutes of catching up.
ReplyDeleteIve been reading your blog for years, and on a whim I peaked back in to see if you had written recently and I was pleasantly surprised. Like any good writer, you have a way of pulling people in and making people feel like they know you. No matter what you continue to write about, I will read it.
ReplyDeleteThis is odd and sweet!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh - reality just sunk in! Congratulations, you're a gramma and your kidlet is a mommy!
ReplyDeleteOh, congratulations Grandma!!!! So glad to see your stories again. I have to admit, I've checked in every few months just to see if you've written anything, and every time I feel a little stalker-y. But now? Totally validated :)
ReplyDeleteI'm another one who checked in every now and then to see if you were writing, and worried about you. So glad you're back! And congratulations on becoming a grandma. Has she been on a horse yet?
ReplyDeleteIt is so so so so so so good to hear from you again.
ReplyDeleteHappy to see you back even if it has been awhile since your last post. I have followed your blog since the beginning and love your stories. Happy New Year!
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