Well, the rubber has met the road, so to speak. Little Man is a dandy young fellow, but he does have quite a bit of whine in his engine. He is used to being the center of attention, and now he has to share the stage. Walking Girl also lives with us, and she is a teenager, which says quite a lot to those of us who live with them. When she is in the mood to indulge him, she is quite entertaining. When she has friends over, or is on the phone, or her tablet, etc., she is not quite as available. Ok, let's be honest here. She is not available. Period.
Babysitter Girl is far more likely to take him to the park. Bicycle Boy is very good at playing with him, but also has friends his own age to hang out with, ball games to participate in, and other interests as well. And he and his bike are impossible for Little Man to keep up with. And me and my nappishness are a sore trial to him. He declares that he is too big for naps. So we have an agreement: he sits on bed with some books or quiet toys for an hour and Grammy naps.
But oh, my, when things don't go his way...... it is amazing how suddenly tears literally squirt out of his big brown eyes, his face crumple up, and he throws his head back and howls! I am wondering if he is part wolf cub! But when he is happy, he just beams and makes the whole world look brighter.
Well, speaking of attention, it seems that mine is required at the moment. So stay tuned, and there will be later entries when time, and Little Man, allows it to happen!
PS Babysitter Girl and Walking Girl are both gone to a church-sponsored wilderness retreat, which partially accounts for the way Little Man's happiness is being dimmed. Grandma and Grandpa aren't nearly as accommodating. Or entertaining. We are too old and set in our ways. And tire sooner!