Yes, yes, I know. All y'all think she rocks ... she rolls ... she does the stroll in CFM shoes and a g-string.
But she also is distant and cold.
For the past 14 1/2 years, she has not exactly been the picture of warm and fuzzy grandma for a certain lovely young lady of whom I happen to be particularly fond.
The relationship pretty much went downhill when the Roo-girl was 3. She was staying for two nights at my parents' house (along with then-14-year-old Drama King as a "helper") while I was away (about 120 miles away) for a chorus function.
When it came to be bedtime of the first night, she started to cry.
Nothing could console her. Not her stuffed animals. Not her favorite food. Not her brother. Not anything.
When I called the next day to see how things were, my mother informed me that I needed to come get her. And so I drove 120 miles to pick her (and DK) up and then drove back another 120 miles in time for a performance (I was in a quartet -- they couldn't exactly go on without me!).
Ever since then, despite her ability to enjoy sleepovers at the YMCA, a week at sleep-away camp and her increasing maturity, my parents pretty much have written her off as ... uh ... too difficult for them.
Then she celebrated her bat mitzvah at age 13. They were stunned to see a beautiful, poised, confident and NOT difficult young woman who entered Jewish adulthood and ROCKED it.
Several months later, Roo did a school project on Coco Chanel. My mother -- a designer clothes horse and shoe-aholic -- was all over this like flies on ... well, you know. She offered up clothing, Chanel flowers, hang tags, advice.
And all of a sudden, my "difficult" child was a lovely young lady.
Fast forward to this week and a set of email exchanges between me and Mom about Z-man's internship/job, Father's Day barbecues and Roo's summer plans.
Is Roo out of school? Have they canceled your summer school like they have a lot of the others? I assume she is going which was her plan the last time we spoke. I know she is going to cheer camp in July. What are her plans? Would love to spend some time with her.Excuse me? Would love to spend what???-Mom
Ok, then. Just for the record, my answer was: Name the time, and she'll be there.
The part that makes me shake my head, however, was when I told Roo what Grandma had said.
"What?" she said, shocked. "Are you sure she was talking about ME?"
"No, seriously. What prompted THIS??"
An email conversation.
"I don't believe you -- I want to see it."
She really wanted me to forward her the actual email.
"You know," she told me later, "I hear other people talk about spending time with their grandparents and I just kinda ignore it. It seems so weird to me."
This summer, I hope my parents figure out what they have missed.