I think, at least for now the Saturday morning ritual will be just this. Haleigh wakes up and realizes it is Saturday and no school. And then she remembers that Grandma is in her room. So very quietly she tip toes to the door and in a very faint voice she calls me. "Grandma?"
I have nesting dolls that she loves to take apart. I have a box of earrings that she can't resist. I also have some wooden cigar boxes that have treasures in them, so this morning that is what we did. I have a thing for little boxes and I guess she does too.
I know I don't have long to be amazing in her eyes, and even now she'd ditch me in a New York second if one of the neighborhood kids knocked on the door and wanted her to come play, but for now I'm enjoying it while I can.