Bedtime Facetime

Day 19 of 31 days of Slicing!  Go check in on other lives at the Two Writing Teachers where people are writing snippets of their days!  What a wonderful community of writers.  If you are here and I have not commented on your site, I truly apologize.  I have just barely enough time to write, post and remember to link!  But in the evenings I am trying to get to at least three bloggers to make comments.

I have been writing about my time spent with my grandson this past week.  I have one more week with him and am treasuring every moment.  Though it makes it difficult to spend time writing, there are more important things to be done - things with deeper meaning and more far-reaching effects - things with my grandson.

Last night, Grandson was needing something to make his day complete.  He had watched a manipulated version of Curious George, the movie.  Manipulated means, I, Nannie, had manipulated it so we wouldn't have to start early and watch too much video for a two year old, and so that we wouldn't have to have a meltdown when we got only part way through it and had to stop for bed.  I merely looked for the number of minutes I wanted remaining until the end of the movie (about 30) and played the video from there to the end. 
Unfortunately for me, I'd slightly over-manipulated, I guess, and that didn't feel like quite enough movie to him.  He really wanted more.  But that wasn't going to happen.
Ah-ha.  Idea.  Very good idea.
"Let's call BeeTee and he can watch you get ready for bed."
"Okay, Nannie!"
BeeTee (Grampie - my husband) is 450 miles away, in Maine.  But nowadays that just isn't a problem.  I grabbed the iPad and started connecting as we went up the stairs to brush our teeth.
He could hear the ring to connect, and when BeeTee's face appeared, Grandson grinned.  I propped the iPad up safely away from the running water and focused on that sweet toothy grin.  We brushed and brushed, and all the while BeeTee could watch and talk to him.
BeeTee was there for pajama time and heard the bedtime story, and prayers, too.
"Who do you want to pray for tonight?"
"Nannie, BeeTee...." (and, of course, his other set of grandparents and his aunts and uncles, too).
BeeTee got to say good night.  He was 450 miles away, but he was face to face for bedtime last night.
Grandson sure loves his BeeTee, and already he knows his BeeTee loves him!