My Crabby Granddaughter

Audrey with Mysterious Orb

Audrey was not in a good mood yesterday. Mostly she complained about her mom working and not being home for her. Unusual for Audrey, she was particularly crabby yesterday and no amount of teasing would snap her out of it.

She became easily frustrated over homework, threw her pencil across the table, and stomped around the house. When her mom came home, I told Brittney, "One of your kids was REALLY crabby today." 

Nolan and Avery were oblivious to the comment, but Audrey immediately lowered her head, puckered out her lips, and crossed her eyebrows. I think she was amazed that her mom figured out which one was the culprit.

Shortly after I arrived home, Audrey called me. 

"I'm sorry, Grandma."

I wanted to make sure she knew why she was apologizing. "For what?"

"For being mean."

"You weren't being mean, Audrey. You were being crabby."

"I'm sorry for being crabby."

I was sure Brittney prompted the phone call. "Did your mom tell you to call me?"

"No, I called you myself."

Oh, what pride I felt, that Audrey took it upon herself to apologize to me with no prompting whatsoever from her mom. I had to let Audrey know how I was feeling.

"I'm so proud of you, Audrey. Nobody had to tell you to call me. You did it by yourself."

"Yeah, I had to call you; I didn't want to be on Santa's naughty list."

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