Grandma Merlynn came to be with us today as she does each Tuesday afternoon. Blythe, our resident artist, was working on a sticker picture with farm animal stickers she got for her birthday. She was working on the floor and Grandma was trying to see what she was doing, so I suggested she do her thing on the couch, next to Grandma. She agreed. She filled her page with stickers, but there were some left over. Blythe carried her page over to show me, leaving the remainders next to Grandma.
After maybe two minutes, Blythe returned to the couch to find Grandma had selected a blank piece of paper and had begun filling it with the remaining stickers. Blythe was incensed. "GRANDMA!" she intoned with both distress and irritation, "NO!" Grandma ignored her. Blythe tried to take the paper away, tried to take the stickers, tried to make her stop. She was unsuccessful; Grandma carried on. Blythe turned to me to make her stop. Poor thing. She doesn't like to share (who does?) and she found herself at odds with her grandma. How often does that happen? I suggested that she give the stickers to Grandma but tell her where she wanted them so the finished product would turn out as she envisioned. Blythe wasn't happy. I left her to work it out with Grandma, but I heard a lot of "Grandma, no!"s.
In spite of the conflict, I thought the sticker pictures were fun.
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