FlapJilly asked her mom to call us. Our girl giggled as I answered the phone; "The kid asked to talk to you so, do you wanna FaceTime?"
It was just a matter of finding the iPad and getting comfortable in a viewable position; we were back to her within 5 minutes.
And, in that time, FlapJilly had apparently decided that she didn't need us at all; she turned off the lights in her bedroom and took herself into the closet, closing the bifold doors behind her.
"Well, I love you, anyway," said Little Cuter.
Time passes and the faces change but the love is still the love. Our hearts are full and our souls are content, even if the grandkid is hiding from us, in the dark, in the closet.