Grandm...I mean, Nana B

My Mom, who recently changed her Grandma name from Grandma to Nana B, came out for Thanksgiving. I'm going to be completely honest here, I don't think there has ever or will ever be a better Grandma. She'll play with Maxine all...alllll.....alllllll day long. Anything Maxine wants to do, she's happy to do it. She'll swing her in a toy bucket, for.ev.er. She'll play hide and seek, for hours. She'll chase her, until both of them are exhausted. I've never seen anything like it. She genuinely loves to just play with Maxine.

Maxine doesn't know how good she has it. Or does she....

At the restaurant, when my mom left for the salad bar, Maxine frantically called for her.

When Nana B has to use the restroom, Maxine points at where she was, yells, and looks at me like, "How could you let her leave?" 

Maxine freely gives her hugs and kisses. 

She'll snuggle on her and hold her hand while she relaxes. 

So, I'm pretty sure the affection is mutual. We are sure lucky to have Nana B in our lives. Good thing she's headed out in February for the next little one. It's not good for anyone to go too far in between Nana B visits.

I hope I can be as great of a Grandma as Nana B is. Love you Mom.