Jaci Dawn

SOME of my grandchildren have discovered Messenger for Kids and how easy it is to message Grandmothers in confinement.

The granddaughters do most of the messaging and most of that is of a game called “guess what this is”. They create scribbles on their notebooks or phone screens and then forward the “srt” to me.

At first, I was a little shy trying to guess what their rainbow colored scribbles were. I didn’t want to cruch the feelings of budding artists.

I quickly gave up that notion. The artists are 8 years old and they have a wicked sense of humor.

    This is not a Tennis racket as I presumed. It is A VOLLEYBALL.

  This one stumped me. What do you see? I guessed a rainbow beetle (or a fish on four legs). It’s A TURTLE, of course. It only has four legs, not six.

I got this one. I was surprised she didn’t change the answer to “It’s a MUSHROOM, Nana”. I think she does that on some of her drawings. I actually get it, but she decides to mess with my head.

So remember that turtle?

My first mistake with this is not knowing the artist was the three year old. Had I known that, I probably would have guessed this one correctly. Instead, I assumed because it has four legs, it’s a quadruped. And those are horns, of course: a cow.

It’s an ANT.

This came from the other eight year old granddaughter. I guessed it was a Hopscotch game.

It’s a CALENDAR. By now, you have realized that this grandmother is a huge failure in the eyes of her grandchildren. But it’s all right. I think they have begun to think of this game as a way to torture the elderly.

And the Old Lady who gets these messages thinks this is the reason Instant Messaging was invented. Please don’t send me anything else in Messenger. I’m busy trying to guess what that drawing is.

It’s a Spider by the three year old.