Daddy and Grandpa have developed a routine that I love. On Tuesdays, Mommy plays with me and then she goes to work., leaving me with Daddy. Then Daddy puts me in my high chair and prepares my meal.
He also calls up Grandpa back in New York, and suddenly he appears on Daddy’s laptop.
Then he begins to sing Grandma’s song to me: “I saw a little birdie going hophophop. I told that little birdie ‘Won’t you stopstopstop?’ I opened up my window to say ‘How do you do?’ And they all spread their wings and away they flew. Far, far, far away they flew. Far, far, far away they flew. And they all came back again.”
He sings that to me over and over again and I love it.
I love it so much that I don’t even realize that Daddy’s been feeding me the whole time.
And when I’m done with my food, Grandpa tells me how much he loves me and then they shut the computer off because Daddy needs to go to work and now Gram’s there to take care of me.
So, on Tuesdays, I get Mommy, Daddy, Grandpa, Grandma’s song and the Gram.
What a great day Tuesdays are.
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