Yesterday, Tye and I drove to visit my grandparents in Rockford. We arrived in time for lunch, then had a nice long walk around their neighborhood, spent some time talking/napping, then had dinner and some more play time. Tye fell in love with their baby grand piano. Watching her explore the keys and corresponding sounds- reaching all the way from one end to the other- was really sweet. It was a bit like seeing a piano with completely new eyes.
Have you ever just sat back and watched grandparents or great-grandparents with a child? The child brings out the youth in the older generation. I see it so clearly with Tye's grandparents- they act the youngest I've ever seen them when they're with Tye. Yesterday, I had the same feeling watching my grandparents play with Tye as they made musical instruments out of cookie cooling racks and played peek-a-boo over the counter. Then Gramma told stories about some of her experiences mothering my dad and uncles, memories I'll treasure right along watching Tye play piano for the first time.