The grandchildren are growing up and changing. I was babysitting one morning while Mom and Dad were at work. I was a little surprised when Jasmine greeted me perfectly groomed for a 10 year old and wearing a skirt! I thought she would be dressed in outdoor play clothes.
I didn't comment as I knew it would only invoke "Oh Grandma!" and eye-rolling.
In a few more years, they won't want to play on slides and swings and rock climbing structures, but for now I will spend as much time as I can while they're still children.
And as a grandparent, I am grateful to be part of it all; to sit back and watch the rich process of transformation, as they blossom into pre-teens some of the time, yet on other days they backslide into gleeful little ones playing in mud puddles and hugging teddy bears.