Last week amid the hustle and bustle of holiday preparations I spent a few precious hours with my oldest grandchild who'll turn 4 next month. I didn't get to see him on Thanksgiving but sent two pies to my brother's home for all to enjoy. The first thing my little guy said to me this week was "Grandma, I really loved your pumpkin pie that you made - was that pumpkin cream pie?" James is not your typical 3 year old.
We melted pony beads in a heart shaped cake pan. I pre-sorted the beads and James arranged them carefully in the pan in a really pretty random design. I drilled a hole in the top and threaded fishing line through.
While he could still maintain interest, we decorated white chocolate coated Oreos and hung candy canes on the Christmas tree.
James had a great time. He'll never know that I referred to them as "tree", "star" and skiing accident.
I love having my grandchildren around any time they come to visit but a planned activity that focused on one little one at a time was extra special for both of us.
There was time to rest at the end of a busy day. Sandy sort of collapsed after everybody went home.