a moment

I know I'm cheating by doubling up but my moment involves my grandmother.

When I was four years old, I was living with my grandparents and I had that 'let me do it' attitude. Grandma Fox was cultivating that as much as possible.

It was a muggy summer. Grandma Fox let me be outside as much as possible. By the time night fell, after my bath I was out like a light. Grandma had started letting me bathe myself. I was four. I didn't have anywhere to go. I had nothing to do but play outside. It didn't matter if I did a good job.

The way Grandma figured, I was going to have to start bathing myself at some point. The sooner the better, I guess. Anyway, so our evening ritual was she would run my bathwater, put me in the tub, and sit on the commode and talk to me while I bathed myself. She would remind me to get the places I would sometimes forget, like behind my ears, and would wash my back.

When I was done, she would lift me out the tub and dry me off. She would wrap me in a towel and walk me to my room. She would lotion me down and help me get into my pj's. We would say our prayers and read a book or two. This is what we did every night. I wish this moment ended right there, but it doesn't. However, I'm going to end it there because the huge smile on my face

Makes. No. Sense.