In case you don’t know , I have three Grandsons. They all live more than two hours away. Today was one of those days that make me miss them. And so when I see this little boy tugging on his dad walking through the parking lot, it makes me want to put down my groceries and say, ” Wanna Play?” I would be happy to throw him up in the air about a dozen times and then give him a ride in a “Granny Wagon” (one of the Kroger Golf carts).
I have also started noticing I sometimes get special smiles from some of the kids at the store and last night I even got a dance from a young lady with her parents in the Sugar Isle (maybe she had some). I have noticed I am in the right place , and the right time to keep kids from falling out of buggy’s, give them a smile that stops crying, and help them get the peanut butter off the shelf they can’t reach to take to mom. I guess kids just recognize a grandma smile when they see one and know what I need too.
So… I suppose I am a Kroger Grandma.