When I read to Tony at bed time, there are times his little sister Lucy is there for our nightly ritual. When all is read and eyes are closing, I say to Tony, “Good night Tony Boy. Love you forever and always. See you in the morning.”
One afternoon Lucy (2) climbed up into my big chair and positioned herself just so. When all was snuggled in, she looked up at me and said, “My love you grandpa.” Of course I do what all thinking grandpas do… I said, “I love you too Lucy.” A moment goes by, a little shifting in the nest occurs, and I hear, “My love you grandpa!” Now the reasonable thinking grandpa would say, “I love you too Lucy Girl.” Which I did. But that was not the end of this conversational delight. Then she looked up into my face with some consternation on her’s and said, “How come you don’t say ‘forever and always’ grandpa?” “Oh Lucy Girl. Grandpa does love you forever and always. Yes I do.” With that affirmation of love she settled in with a smile on her face and snuggled up tighter.
What may seem to be a small thing to big people is a really BIG thing to the small.
I have reached the pinnacle of joy when Tony Boy and Lucy Girl are snuggled in… one on each side. “All is well.” At least in my world it is.
It is moments like these that buffer the Terrible Twos. "And this two shall pass."