thank god for grandma [whamma in canyon's case]

Canyon is definitely at the age where you know if he either likes or dislikes something.  He is able to communicate this more and more each day, verbally and expressively.  The kid has a very expressive personality.  Which I love.

 One thing, or shall I say, person who Canyon absolutely is crazy about, is my mom.   He loves her.  He can’t say, rather won’t even attempt to say due to fear of imperfection, is grandma. It’s always poppa.  Now we’re realizing it’s for both poppa and grandma.  He did start saying whamma for a time referring to my mom.  He still does occasionally, but it’s usually poppa.  Whamma is a bit fitting for my mom though. Especially anyone who knows her. She is a bundle of fun.  Canyon does love to have fun with her. 

This morning I was vacuuming with a little of Canyon’s help.  We were in the kitchen and he was checking out the vacuum. He looked up past me and with this massive grin. I turned around to see what he was smiling at. It was Whamma.  She had arrived. He even ran to her and gave her a huge hug. This is big.  Canyon is just now starting to be more affectionate and lovey. He gave her kisses and just wanted Whamma to hold him and be around her all day.  He even wanted her over me to put him down for nap. I tried, but he wasn’t having it. It was Whamma.

So I thank God. I thank God for Whammas. I thank God for Whamma who loves my son so much.  I am blessed to have such an envolved mom in my life, still.   Thanks Mom, love ya.