Mammaw will you play with me?

It's been an adjustment having Autumn living with us. Not for the reason you might think though. You see, I want to be the grandma that Autumn will talk about to her grandkids, the same way I talk about my grandma to her. Well, this is a lot to live up too. :)

Since Autumn is here more, I hear "Mammaw, will you play with me" at least once an hour. At first I tried to play all the time, but as you moms well know, that is impossible. Autumn and I have always shared the love of crafts. Heck, she could cut paper before she could sit up....j/k

It's been a bit of a challange for me to say no to her. I feel guilty when I don't feel like playing. I have to tell myself its unrealistic to think I could play 24/7 and still function. Playing is tiring. I don't remember being this tired when my kids were 4. Of course, when Bridget was 4 I was 22! And a lot of pounds lighter. :)
So, I'm learning to cut myself some slack. So at least once a day I can say yes to the neverending question of "mammaw, can you play with me?"