I love my grandmother! My Nanna, my Nanna cats as I call her.
I named her Nanna Cats because she used to 'borrow' the neighbours cat during the day and feed him treats and let him soak up the sun through her living room window. Later in the day she would 'kick' him out to go home. When the neighbour passed away the cat was left in my grandmothers care....his name was Chico. He was a Siamese cat.....soft, loving, and loud! He would climb under my covers when I went to bed and cuddle with me when I stayed over....than later that night my grandmother would rescue him from the hot confines of my blankets and send him out.
My daughters call her Nanna Cats too. It's nice to carry on the cute little name tradition.
We try to visit about 3 times a year. They live about 2 1/2 hours away (3 with a potty stop with the kids) so it makes for a long drive. Since my grandmother moved to a retirement/assisted living home we stay in a local hotel so we can make the most of a visit.
My grandmother adores my girls.....she and my grandfather (who passed away last autumn) only had my father....he's an only child which gives a few certain perks to being the only granddaughter to that side of my family. I think my Nanna Cats would have loved having a girl.
She would colour with me, play dolls, and read books with me. She was a fun grandmother, and still is to my girls.
We recently visited her before Christmas to celebrate the holiday. We brought her dinner, decorated mini gingerbread houses, gave her flowers and a few gifts. I think her favourite part was watching and being part of decorating the gingerbread houses.
Next visit is scheduled for March...that's when her birthday is...It's the big 90! I've already started requesting congratulate certificates from every political person I can think of from the Prime Minister down to her local MP.