Closing in on Eleven Months

November 21, 2018


Yesterday morning my granddaughter was a little clingier than usual, resisting placement on the floor, wanting to be held.  Which was fine by me!  I served as obedient transportation from room to room of her house; clingy or crawling, she requires a full day’s impressions.


We found a bed with clothes on it.  She indicated she wanted a closer look, as in, put me on this bed.  She spent some time with two pair of her own leggings, stretching and waving them around.


Ah, and here’s a green knitted glove!  A limp thing,  to be sure.  But my darling girl, it has potential. Behold!  Here it is upon Honey’s hand!  Now it becomes inert again.  Now it lives again, on Honey’s hand!  Having taken this in, she regarded one of her own tiny hands.


We did some window-time. The front door window has two kinds of glass– patterned, and clear.  She seemed curious about this, moving her gaze between the two very different views afforded.  When she got tired of peering she did some glass-slapping, then some glass-squeaking.  It does me good to see the tactile intensity of almost a year.


Her granddaddy came for  visit.  After he left, she got droopy.  Like a knitted glove, she sat limply on the kitchen floor.  Empty.  Aha!  I realized she was hungry again.  So I put her in her high chair and attempted to feed her from a squeeze tube of baby food.  We didn’t have those in my day.  My maneuvers and her good-humored comments were pretty funny.   Like hers, my deftness is evolving.


My favorite part was when I offered the last bit of food in the tube and she turned her head firmly away.  She had been revived, and more would be superfluous.  May she remember this when she has a womanly figure to watch!



Author: Phoebe Dishman

Phoebe H. Dishman was born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. She is a wife, mother, and grandmother. An essayist and poet, she teaches adult Sunday school, compiles a monthly prayer calendar, edits the Big Thicket Association quarterly bulletin, and keeps a keen eye and ear open for birds.

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