Sunday, August 26, 2007

I wish all the grandkids lived here.

There's a monkey in the bathroom,
and a rock, and plastic knife;
two firetrucks in the living room
ready to save a life.
Legos and a tricycle
add to my home decor,
and rogue, escaping marbles
sabotage the floor.

I have rubber ducks and teddy bears,
lots of trucks and cars,
a toybox in the corner
holds things like shooting stars;
but what's the big attraction
when Jack is here to play?
It's the vacuum cleaner
that really makes his day.

I waited years to have my house
just the way I wished,
colors all coordinated
and draperies nicely swished...
I found that what I needed, though,
was a grandchild's special touch
to turn my house into the home
where love abounds so much.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Presenting...


My NorthWest Grands: Erica, Megan, and Big Bwudder Jack. The girls' primary job right now is to eat and grow. Jack has discovered the immeasurable joy of turning on mama's breast pump, and woe betide anyone else who pushes that button! The lad definitely has a talent for pushing buttons! (mostly his parents')

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Up A Lazy River...I wish.

Summer has turned. Two weeks ago it was a lazy, uneventful, glide in a canoe along a peaceful, slow-moving creek. Every other day there was a pleasant stop to pick up Jack and play on the shadowy banks. Suddenly that lazy little creek has become a white-water rapids spilling over the rocks, and I've lost my paddle.

We had been lulled into complacency, certain we had another four weeks or so to relax before school began our twins joined us, but the Gwils had other plans, and decided to be born last Thursday. They are lovely, of course, with bright red complexions (just like their mama had at birth), and masses of hair. I've held one, touched both, peered at them through their isolettes, and I can't tell if they are identical or not. They're doing great.

These tiny little cherubs were 8 weeks early, and mama says they are coming out of their isolettes and off their IVs already. They've been off oxygen since the second day (or earlier, I get confused). Mom and dad are at the hospital daily to feed and hold them. With out of town company to see the babies, mama and daddy have been pretty busy. I figure I'll get my chance at them in time, so I'm willing to stay home until the excitement dies down.

In other news, school is starting. I have an in-service tomorrow, all day, and three days next week; we'll have students the following week. We have a new principal at one of my schools. It promises to be a busy year. I suppose it's good that the babies came before school began, but I do wish I could be around to help mama a little more when she brings them home.