Living the Moment- My week with El Dr.

HolaHolaHola My Beautifuls!!

Oh my. It's been so long since I've written that and so much has happened. Life changing events , episodes of chance that in retrospect brought me to this moment. BB danced with social change advocates, went to Ford's Challenge in Michigan, had a major family emergency, and was cut off from my Bloggy Familia for the most part due to other priorities and broken computers. Boy, when the S Sisters want you to get a message they don't fool around do they? Babushka will share the other adventures soon, but let's just say there was a lot of re-evaluating and illumination on the roles we play with fellow planet dwellers y what can be accomplished when we believe. And the main lesson: to focus on your actions and the people in your life, especially family. BB was so enriched by this last lesson, spending a week with the eldest grandchild El Dr. , relearning to live with a young child and the precious moments that brings.

In true Babushka style, let's let the heart lead and start at the end.

After a week with my grandson it was time for the bus trip home. When I first offered him the chance to go w/me he was super excited for the actual bus ride. He especially looked forward to "room service". We chuckled at his joy, trying to educate him on the hours of travel, how all he'd be doing was looking out the window. "That's ok" he informed us; "I like looking at trees."

But that was before the week with Babushka- all for him. I hadn't really spent quality time with him since they moved back to Miami 5 years ago and every moment of the week I realized how much I had missed. On the final day in "Crosswordville" (his prononuciation of Crawfordville), BB crammed in going to the local beach w/Grandpa Sweetie and the dog, the library, the "gift" shop (actually it was a thrift shop, but it was so cute that he called it that I couldn't correct him), and playing an old fashioned video game. In the end, it was video games that saved the day because only the promise of unlimited IPad playing cheered him as the hour to leave came closer.

That hour came much too quickly for us both, and running Cubantime My Alter Ego was on full steam. Poor El Dr. was so kerplexed he looked her straight in the face and said- "You're stressing me." QueQue??? HE SO FONII!!! You know BB had to take over at that point! Between Grandpa Sweetie's guffaws and him assuring the child that that's what women do to speed up their hombres, Babushka had to smile and savor another moment of sabiduria that the child shared with us.

And the lessons continued. Remember that El Dr. is the gentle child who loves those younger than he.

Seems like children his age "stress him out" too, but he definitely knows his way around adults.

Running Cubantime we were not the first ones to board, as a matter of fact, by the time we boarded there were no two empty seats together.

Not waiting for Babushka, El Dr. looks at a gentleman and says,

"Excuse me sir. Could you please sit in another seat? My grandmother and I would like to ride together."

No se which was bigger- my open eyes or my proud smile, but we got to sit together.

The rest of the ride was uneventful. Babushka had chosen a late nite departure/early arrival bus. Queee?? JU SO FONII!!! Ok si, it had been quite awhile since I had little ones, but some tricks are unforgettable. In the few hours that he was awake he played with the IPad to his heart's content, snacked from BB's overflowing Poppa Bag, and planned what to do in his return visit to "Tala HA si"- because the visit was too quick.