Surprises and thoughts

April 29, 2018

As some of you know, things have been very busy at the Stephenson household. This last week we got to see all but one of our children and their families. Five of our sons and my brother-in-law Barry went to Moab Utah to ride their mountain bikes on Slick Rock. It is apparently the most famous mountain biking trail in the world. (I didn’t research it, I took my sons’ word for it.) The videos of the ride look very fun and make me very glad that I was on Grandma duty at home.

Daniel and Lindsay, (our #5 child and his wife and three kids) came for Lindsay’s sister’s wedding, but we got to have them stay with us for a few days before the wedding festivities started.

Last Monday morning, 5-year-old Kate wanted to give me a manicure. I’ve been gardening and my nails were dirty and UGLY! But the ‘layered look’ of nail  polish applied by a kindergarten age child didn’t take into account that her Grandma has never had the patience to let nail polish fully dry. It looked like it had been rubbed on a sweater.

But once Kate got going on my make-over, she decided to do my hair. I think my naturally unruly curls offended her sense of fashion. I diddn’t mind, it felt so good to have her combing water into my hair until it was slicked back like a 1960’s greaser.

Then she asked me to put on a ‘beautiful blouse.’ I found a very unbecoming blouse that I probably should get rid of, but it has some sparkly treatment around the neck and Kate was satisfied by it’s elegance.

To top off my fashion rebirth, she chose a necklace that I bought for the beads at a thrift store and have never dismantled. It clashed somewhat with the ugly (but sparkly) blouse, but what the heck. I’ve never had a true makeover.

Last but not least, she poured over my earrings, finally choosing some pink hearts with rhinestones. Though they did clash with my blouse which clashed with the necklace, I was all hers.

The agenda for the day was to take the family to The Museum of Natural Curiosity at Thanksgiving Point in Lehi, UT. After we had played our hearts out all morning, climbing and playing in the playground and exploring the wonders of the hands-on demonstrations, we were going to eat lunch at the gardens and then take the 2 mile walk through the gardens. It’s the middle of the tulip festival there and we knew they’d be glorious.

I reminded myself that it didn’t matter what anyone else thought of my rather garish ensemble, if Kate was pleased that I didn’t change anything.

So off we went. The museum was FUN!

We ate our picnic on the front lawn of the gardens before we went in. I hadn’t thought at all about my attire, hairstyle or anything else (except sunscreen).

That’s when someone noticed a certain famous person nearby.

I had always wanted to meet this particular person. I have admired him and think he’s a good, solid man. There was a news crew there interviewing him and when they walked on, I listened to him answer questions from children. One little girl asked, “What’s a politician?”

He mis-heard and thought she said ‘poet’. When she corrected him he said, Well, a poet makes rhymes and sometimes politians say things that are not true. But I always do my best to tell the truth. It’s important to tell the truth.”

What I noticed about the interaction was that his demeanor was schmoozy with the adults: friendly and interactive the way you would expect from a campaigning politician. And oh my, he’s got the smile and the looks to outschmooze the schmooziest. But when he talked to the little ones, the veneer dropped away, his voice gentled and he spoke very sincerely and kindly. No wonder the little ones didn’t seem shy of him. He spoke with warmth and sincerity that made me wish that the cameras had still been there show what seemed the truth of the man himself.

He knows he’s a great man. He’s one of the most famous people in the world. I know he’s a good man, if for no other reason than seeing the way he interacted with little children. (I also listened in on the TV interview and realized that he had a deep and broad understanding of world affairs and had very good reasons for some of his more controversial positions. Most of that will never make it onto the TV because anything the editor doesn’t like ends up victim to the delete button.)

So I introduced myself and documented the moment. I’ve always liked him from a distance. I like his policies and politics. I know he’ll be smeared and slammed. But truth will out. If only the reporters and competing politicians understood that “It’s always important to tell the truth.”

Do you recognize this fellow?

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