Three Divas!

Our grand-daughter Rosie spent last week with us while her parents returned to Knoxville.  Rosie's mom-Megan is my anti-southern belle daughter.  Daughter Jenny and I are so southern we have sweet tea running through our veins instead of blood.  Megan has always been my little tomboy in a way.  I decided to make sure that little Rosie gets both sides of the coin and that I should warp her- I mean encourage her little southern belle diva so maybe she could go home and teach her mama a thing or two.  Grand-daughter number three was born a Diva just like her Mimi.  She is two and had a melt down one Saturday night because her toenails weren't painted!  While our precious Rosie who is 3 years old was here, we tried to show her a great time.  She is also going to preschool in the fall, so Mimi had to make sure that she was "hooked up" for school with a new wardrobe that had matching shoes and bows with each outfit.  The following is one night of her visit and the family's fun which also includes grandpa Ben and Diva #3's brother!  After this the above divas are simply referred to as divas #1,2 and 3!  We went to the mall to eat and after diva #1 got food for diva #2 and #3 she went power shopping for diva #2's preschool wardrobe. Since Diva #1 loves shoes she is trying to pass down this "southern trait" to diva #2 and 3.  She bought diva #2 seven pairs of shoes!  {You know all the women in our family have that Imelda Marcos shoe thing going on.}  Diva #1 lost track of time and when she returned diva #2, #3 and diva #3's brother were in the indoor playground.  While putting their shoes back on diva #3 socked diva #2 in the nose.  Mike Tyson couldn't have done a better job.  Thank goodness she left her ears alone!  Diva #2 runs off to tell grandpa because diva #1 is getting on to diva #3.  Diva #2 keeps putting her finger up her nose and then into her mouth!  Diva #1 tells diva #2 that if she doesn't stop that she will never buy diva #2 another pair of shoes in her life!  By this time we get to the movie only to find that all the tickets are sold so diva #1 suggests plan B.  We go to the park.  We have a great time only diva #2 and diva #3 don't want to take turns on the swing.  Diva number #2 begins picking up bark mulch that is used to cushion the fall of kids on the playground and starts making a beautiful little pile on the bottom of the slide. Diva #2 is so proud of her little pile of mulch!  Diva #3 is OCD about neatness like her mother and has to clean off the slide each time diva #2 piles mulch onto the slide.  Much arguing over the mess on the slide ensues.  This continues for a good 10 minutes and reminds diva #1 and grandpa of diva #2 and #3's mothers who had the exact same personalities as diva #2 and 3 when they were children!  We stay there for about an hour and diva #2, #3 and diva #3's brother want to take a walk around the pond to see the ducks.  Diva #1's hemorrhoid is acting up and she only wants to go home and sit on a heating pad, so grandpa drives divas #1,2,and 3 and diva #3's brother around the pond to see the ducks.  We go to diva #3 and her brother's house for baths and waiting until mama and daddy of diva #3 and brother get home from the movies.  Diva #1 bathes diva #2 and  3 and the brother of diva #3, and then diva #2 and #3 begin to fight over who gets which character towel to dry off on.  Diva #3's parents return and diva #1 and #2 can finally go home with grandpa.  Diva's #1 and #2 need their beauty sleep!  What was grandpa and grandson doing through out this entire diva ordeal?  What any sweet southern man does along with a diva.  He smiles a lot,  has a great time, and carries all of the packages to the car.  Now, where is that heating pad?