I took my Grandkids to see Mom yesterday...........can't do that anymore. She loves them dearly but she can't take them in her AL facility any longer. They are 6 and 9 yrs old. They are well behaved sweet children. They could not touch ANYTHING in her apartment. Not even books. Not her teddy bear that they bought her for Valentines Day. They wanted to hear their voices on the "chip" that says "We love you Grandma" Love so and so. Nope, they could break it.
So we moved out into the very large area "family room" for visitors. Didn't go well there either. She didn't have much to say to them, only complained that her leg was hurting and she should go back to her place. I took crayons and coloring books for them. Thank goodness. Took "hot wheels". Nope, they might scratch the table........its a marble like substance. Geezzzzz.
By the look in her eyes, I'm not sure at times that she knew who they were. You know that blank stare. My grandson had to go potty. He ask me, "when can we go Grandma? I don't want to be here".
I explained to them after we left that Grandma was having a bad day. They said they knew.
Oh well, I tried. I will let her see them when they are here with me. One at a time.
It is what it is...................breaks my heart. I should have known better. I just needed to try one more time.