I purchased a 99 yr old house in Sept. 2017. My 3, almost 4 yr old granddaughter stood in front of the fireplace next to me, I was sitting on the floor. We were wadding up papers and tossing them into the fireplace to light the 1st fire in our new home on New Year's eve 2017. My G-daughter volunteered this conversation: "Nana, remember the last time we did this, when we were both little?" I queried, "Honey, this is the 1st time we have lit this fireplace, do you mean at Great Grandma's house?" She insisted, "No Nana!" impatiently with me. She exclaimed, "When we were both little!" I asked, "Do you mean I was only as tall as you are now? (holding my hand up to her height) And it was this exact fireplace?" She said, "Yes, Nana! (Like how can you NOT remember this?!). I clarified her report a few times to her annoyance. Next she said, "Then our Daddy walked down the stairs..." I turned to the stairs at the other end of the room, pointed to them and asked, "Do you mean those stairs right over there?" "Yes NANA!" she demanded, hands on her hips, annoyed at my lack of recollection. I then asked, "Well who was our Daddy, do you know his name?" She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Beau! Our Daddy is Beau." As if I had lost my mind. I responded, "Oh, ok, no wonder he is so bossy to me now. Ha, ha"
Wow, Donna. That's simply amazing! Thanks so much for sharing that story with us. I'm sorry to hear about Beau. But I'm happy your granddaughter seems to be gifted.
I purchased a 99 yr old house in Sept. 2017. My 3, almost 4 yr old granddaughter stood in front of the fireplace next to me, I was sitting on the floor. We were wadding up papers and tossing them into the fireplace to light the 1st fire in our new home on New Year's eve 2017. My G-daughter volunteered this conversation: "Nana, remember the last time we did this, when we were both little?" I queried, "Honey, this is the 1st time we have lit this fireplace, do you mean at Great Grandma's house?" She insisted, "No Nana!" impatiently with me. She exclaimed, "When we were both little!" I asked, "Do you mean I was only as tall as you are now? (holding my hand up to her height) And it was this exact fireplace?" She said, "Yes, Nana! (Like how can you NOT remember this?!). I clarified her report a few times to her annoyance. Next she said, "Then our Daddy walked down the stairs..." I turned to the stairs at the other end of the room, pointed to them and asked, "Do you mean those stairs right over there?" "Yes NANA!" she demanded, hands on her hips, annoyed at my lack of recollection. I then asked, "Well who was our Daddy, do you know his name?" She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Beau! Our Daddy is Beau." As if I had lost my mind. I responded, "Oh, ok, no wonder he is so bossy to me now. Ha, ha"
Wow, Donna. That's simply amazing! Thanks so much for sharing that story with us. I'm sorry to hear about Beau. But I'm happy your granddaughter seems to be gifted.