In the BC Ferry gift shop:
“Oh, look at this. It’s so cute. And soft.” Grandma picks up a stuffed toy and then another. “Which one do you think she’d like best?”
But Grandpa isn’t listening. He’s got his eye on something else. “She’d love this ferry. Look, it has a semi, a police car and an ambulance. I could get a few more Matchbox cars to fill it up.”
In the toy store:
“Oh, look at this. It’s so cute.” Grandma moves the doll house furniture around the display, puts one of the little bears into the bed, and stands back to admire her design. “Look, it’s perfect,” she says.
But Grandpa isn’t listening. He’s got his eye on something else. “Lego. Every kid needs Lego and you know how she loves to build. Is this set too advanced? Or would this be better?”
In the hospital gift shop:
“I think this would fit and it’s her color.” Grandma holds up a hand knit sweater.
But grandpa isn’t listening. He’s got his eye on something else. “Hm,” he says. “She loves those paper airplanes you make her. What if we got her this?” Grandma looks over. “This” is a model airplane guaranteed to fly at least 30 feet.
Coming off the ferry:
Grandma carries her purse. Grandpa carries three big bags.
And the munchkin? She loves her new toys.