It was Grandparents Day at Little Lambs Preschool Tuesday.
Grandpa and I woke up early in breathless anticipation of the wonderment to come. I put on my best necklace. Grandpa put on his favorite flannel shirt and off we went to Grandparents Day.
To forever remember our first Grandparents Day, Grandpa and I took a selfie in the parking lot. He looked grandfatherly, but I continue to maintain the youthful look that comes with chubbiness.
Welcomed by a sign featuring Jesus holding a little lamb, we descended down the church basement stairs for — Grandparents Day!
A kind and special lady invited us to wait at a table for our bundle of joy and a snack. It wasn’t just any snack, it was a Grandparents Day snack.
Construction paper faces adorned cellophane-encased Little Debbie snack cakes. Bowls of candy corn decorated each table. Glasses of juice (or water) were available to the honored guests and their miniature hosts.
Grandpa and I waited with the other old people making small talk about old people things, when suddenly, we were joined by a flock of little lambs.
Our lamb is the firstborn of four. (She has a sister and two girl cousins.) Her eyes lit as she looked beyond Grandpa and me to the bowls of candy corn. Then she ran and hugged her mom who was a serving lady for the party.
She joined us and we removed our scarecrows from their beautifully appointed bags and ate their heads.
Next it was off to assemble a foam owl. Grandpa, who always reads the directions, read the directions, which stated, “Assemble the owl.”
So we did.
The foam feet were first. Followed by the foam tummy, hands and beak. Attaching the goggly eyes was the tricky part.
Last, we visited the game room and were given a tour of a box of rice with rubber bugs in it.
Then we played games.
Grandpa won handily at “Peanuts in a Bag” but our little lamb owned us at “Cookies on a Plate.”
Before we knew it, the kind and special lady was thanking us for coming and sending us out the door. Every moment of the day had been special — from the candy corn to the foam owl to the peanut game. The best part was watching our little lamb bounce around the room and do her thing.
But did you know, Grandparents Day is just 45 minutes long and not an actual day?
I do now.