A Place where I can truly be me |
I babysit my grandchildren while my oldest son, Andrew, and his girlfriend, Stephanie, work, Stephanie is the Mother of my youngest grandson Evan. My son also has an older son named, Brandon, he was my Christmas peasant on December 25th, 2004. He's nine years old. My son shares custody of him with his mother Brandy. They each have for a week at a time. When I lived with my son it was awesome because I got to see Brandon all the time but when Andrew moved in with Stephanie I had to adjust to only seeing Brandon once in a while. I was lost for a little while. Last night they invited me to dinner. We went to The Olive Garden. Pictures at the bottom show Brandon pushing me to The Olive Garden. Even after we ate and we were at going home, He said, "I want to stay over your house and spend time with you. Can I?" I smiled, at my son, as he was driving. "It's fine with me as long as you listen to Aunt Amy and Mom Mom, his dad said." You hear, Yeah! from a squealing Brandon from the back seat. As we pull up to my apartment Brandon jumps out of the back seat and says, " I want to help. I'll get the wheelchair dad. She's not just your Mom. She's My Mom Mom too." I smile at my son, "He's growing up." Today, we spent the day playing board games together. When Stephanie came to pick him up he didn't want to leave. He said he wants to come back tomorrow. I love him with all my heart. |