Happy Birthday, Beautiful Little Girl

To the most beautiful little girl. Thank you for filling our life with so much joy.

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And so you reach the end of this,
your year number one.
Hanna Jae, you have
become a joy,
a joy to everyone.

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You have taught us
to deal with the things that
life can throw your way;
Wearing issues with pride,
Melting hearts along the way.

 

 

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You handled a brother
who’s bigger than you.
When he tackled you,
you knew what to do.

You just got back up!

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When he takes his toys
away from you.
You just go back
and now take two.

 

 

 

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You stay calm and
go with the flow.
Helmets and hip braces
Taught you to go slow.

 

 

 

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Your face shows
the look of quiet observation.
A look of trust, acceptance,
and cautious experimentation.

 

 

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Love is such a little word
But oh if you only knew,
how you’ve filled us to the brim
with this little word.

There’s so much love for you.

Days With Grandma Returns

Watch out! This Grandma’s back in business. The antics will continue with the newest baby in the family. Stay tuned.

January 14, 2017

Life Reset

It’s been a while since I’ve written. I had believed that my days with my grandson would last until he went off to school.  I had four or five good years, I thought.  Then I found out that he was about to become a big brother and my heart exploded.  My contract was sure to be extended!

Instead, “Days With Grandma” stopped; moved away.

Days are now visits, some longer than others but, all of them, short. Happiness fills those visits but I’m constantly reminded that it’s a visit.  It will end. So, I’ve struggled with writing about the joy that truly fills me each time. Visits are different.  I’m a guest…a special guest for sure, but none the less a brief diversion from the new routine. And so I watch as he shows me his new skills; running, climbing, building.  I see that he has embraced other little people as well;  thrilled to have others his size to run and climb and build with too.  He talks and sings now. Words spill freely from his consciousness. How did he learn all of that?  Laughter erupts often as he shares his unique view of the world.  One day, he described his throat as a drain which was super cute and logical so why did it surprise me when he also said that he had a “poop drain”?  Logical, lovable, growing up connections.

He’s now a big brother.  He has a little sister.  I enjoy my minutes with her but I have to admit, I don’t know her as well. I haven’t watched her every movement from the day she was born.  Our relationship has been a Facetime connection.  Every time I visit, she looks at me, initially, as a stranger.  During the visit, I hold her, rock her, play with her, and love her.  But, I don’t have stories to write about her. Her brother commands more attention.  She, quietly, observes his antics and throws out big beautiful smiles when we remember that she’s there too.  I am determined to visit often so she knows me, truly know me. But, I know it will always be different.

Days With Grandma Returns

Life goes on.  Right?  Time changes things.  I adjust.

And then, I learn there’s a new baby on the way.  This baby lives three blocks from me. I’m about to be a Grandma again!   Can I help with childcare?  Are you kidding me?

Yes.  Yes.  Yes. 

My Grandma duty started this week!  This time, I tell myself, “Just remember…

Enjoy the moment…the moment.

I Will Always Carry You

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In the beginning,
I didn’t know
just how much I’d love
watching you grow?

In the beginning
I just knew
I wanted you to know me
and me to know you.

So, in the beginning
I carried you and danced around, wild and free.
And then one day, my heart skipped a beat
because, you…you smiled up at me.

Well, time goes by so fast,and every day, you just grew and grew
First you crawled and then you walked.
I had to hurry to keep up with you.

You talk so much now
and you try to be a big boy too
but when you grow tired and reach up to me.
I can’t resist, when you say, “Carry you.”

The words are not quite right yet
Which makes it all so dear.
I just reach down and pick you up.
My heart melts as I hold you near.

Now you have a baby sister;
someone new for me to carry when she cries.
Even though it’s been just a few days,
she looks right at me with trusting eyes.

A little boy and now a baby girl;
I can feel my heart expand.
It just so happens, apparently,
I have plenty of love on hand.

I want to rock and sing to this new baby girl
and, with you, I want to play and play.
But time is passing and my eyes tear up.
Grandma’s visit will end soon. I now live far away.

But there’s a special place
for my little man and now his baby sister too.
It’s this great big place inside my heart,
Where I will always carry you.

Sweet Memories

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Runny nose,
Running feet.
Little boy.
So,
So,
Sweet.

Pushing trucks,
Playing in sand.
Fingerprints left by
His
Little
Hand.

Happy chatter,
Singing songs.
Happy boy,
All
Day
Long.

Home filled.
So much noise!
Watch your step!
So
Many
Toys!

New baby!
Little sister.
Gentle touch.
Softly,
Kiss
Her.

Sun sets.
Another day.
Tears fall.
No
Daddy.
Play!

Sweet Moments
Flying by.
Cherished memories.
Make
Me
Cry!

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I Smiled

Begin Again

IMG_9498But first, I cried… as I took the empty carseat out of my car. I cried as I opened the back door only to see leftovers from breakfast: his favorite fruit yesterday was not his favorite fruit today. In the living room, there was a basket of blocks meant to stay at Grandma’s house. My home was now silent. I had just returned from dropping him and his mama off at the airport. They don’t live here anymore.

But, I smiled.

Now, I have nothing but time to retrace the days of their visit. It had been over a month since I’d seen them. I was thrilled that they were coming and they were going to stay with me! I bought books, and toys, and little boy pajamas with cartoon characters on them. I set up a Pack-N-Play in my spare bedroom with a fresh new crib sheet. I pulled out…

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Sensory Play Gone Wild

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It started out perfect

A great way to play.

Daddy thought you’d like pushing your tractors

Through some rice in a tray.

It was  kind of fun.

You were enjoying this play

But then somehow…

Some of the rice got away!

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“It’s ok,” Grandma said,

“it won’t hurt a thing.”

And with that you gathered up some more

And gave it a good FLING!

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“No, No, No!” Grandma shrieked

That’s not what we do.

And just like that, you reached for

Handful, number two!

Well, Grandma put a stop

To this thing called “sensory play”

Then got out the broom and dustpan

And made you sweep the mess away.

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Well, later that day

Grandma had a change of heart

She got out the tray again and thought

We’ll give this “sensory play” thing another start.

But once again, within seconds

Or maybe a wee bit more

Handfuls of rice starting

Bouncing off the floor!

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This time, Grandma just studied

This act of simple joy.

The bouncing beads of rice

Seemed to be better than any toy!

You, finally, stood up

It seemed you were done with this explore.

But, oh no,  you weren’t satisfied

Until every last bit was on the floor.

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In fact, it seemed like all that rice

Had just been in your way.

What you really wanted was

To crawl inside that tray!

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Strawberry Fields, Forever!

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We’re going for a ride on a wagon, Little Man!

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I don’t want to go for a ride on a wagon.  I want to walk!

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Yes, and the farmer goes over a bump and all the animals fall out!  I remember!

Don’t worry Little Man, we’ll hold on tight.

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And just like that, we’re here.  Look, there are strawberries everywhere!

You can help pick them and put them in our baskets.

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Yea, but look!  There goes another tractor!

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Ok, now what am I supposed to do?

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Hmmm, these taste just like the strawberries we have at home.

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Actually…they might be just a little bit better.

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I LOVE these strawberries!

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Ok, now what was I supposed to do?  I’m full.

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You’re supposed to stay here and help us pick berries to take home.

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Alright, but just for a little while, ok?

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There, that looks like enough.  See you later.

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Hey, where are you guys?

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Ah, there you are.

What?  We have to pick more?

I’m getting kind of tired you know.

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Well, finally!  You can carry the berries, ok?  I’ll just walk on ahead.

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Umm, excuse me!  You’re in my way!

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Nice shirt, though!

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Did you have a good time, little man?

Yea, but mom, I don’t want to ride on that wagon!

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But remember the tractor?

I remember the tractor!

Can’t we just walk?