This is the first photo I have of my grandkids together, Julia (age 2) and Rylan (newborn), 2010:
This is Julia, kissing her brother (2010):
And this is how they looked in February. Rylan (5), Julia (7), Maria, and Grant:
Recently, I had an interesting conversation with Rylan and Julia.
Rylan: “I gave $5.00 to Juju.”
Me: “$5.00? Why?”
Julia: “Because I let him sleep in my bed every night.”
Me: “Why doesn’t your brother want to sleep in his own bed?”
Julia: “Because he sees dark shadows on the wall and thinks they are monsters.”
Rylan: “Juju wanted me to give her $5.00. So, I did.”
Me: “So, it’s a win-win situation. Don’t worry, Rylan. You will soon outgrow your fears. When I was your age, I was afraid of monsters, too. But, guess what? Later on, I got so brave, I traveled around the world all by myself. Nobody helped me.”
Yes, folks, I used to be a scaredy-cat. I remember my mother placing a rosary on my bed above my head to ward off the devil because of my nightmares.
One of the worst memories of my childhood was being forced to watch horror movies with my cousins, whenever we celebrated the holidays in Wahiawa. To get the young kids out of the house, my uncle would take us to Wahiawa Theater, where I watched those horrible horror movies in agony. It was sheer torture. My cousins, on the other hand, had a wonderful time.
I am sure that my grandson will soon become as fearless as his sister. And, no, Rylan, those dark shadows on the wall are not monsters!