Grandson Dane is 12 now and he has completed the sixth grade. All the time I was teaching I always marveled at how sixth graders would start off a school year is such an angelic mode and then switch to nascent middle schoolers by June.
He spent the past week with me and he still wanted to do all the grandma traditions. We spent a lot of time at the park and in the lake. It was hot and humid and he is a true water sign. He can swim around for hours at a time. Fortunately he no longer needs me in the water with him the whole time.
I took him one day to the card making group I meet with and he was a trooper about that. Although he did mention on the way home, "I feel like I spent the morning with the Golden Girls. Maybe you should name yourselves that. Or how about the Glitter Gang?" He cracks me up sometimes.
Now he is into learning to cook so we spent time in the kitchen. I taught him how to make risotto and he made a lentil soup that was delicious. We made oven fried chicken and French toast too. One night we went out for Chinese food. I took him to the new Co-op store and he wanted to go back the next day to look at all the different varieties of rice in the bulk bins. He harbors a plan to completely take over his mom's kitchen. My daughter is not at all fond of cooking so I don't think she will object.
We of course took in a Lake Monsters baseball game. He is hoping to be back here so we can go on July 27 when it's a Star Wars night at the ball park. I embarrassed myself mightily when we went to the flea market and I picked out a book I thought he would like but it was Star Trek not Star Wars and then the vendor got in on giving me a big lecture about the difference.