Visiting Cherubs

It’s 6 am and only a whisper of gray invades the black of the night trying to tug at the sun beyond the horizon. Absent are the peeps of rousing birds and there’s a whiff of last eve’s fading rain. There’s also the missing, “grandma I’m awake. time for pancakes!”

After such an emotional trip through the election last week and beyond, I thought I would be able to relax my mind and savor the out come quietly over the weekend, but alas fate had other plans for me. Early Saturday my 3 yr. old grandaughter and 8 yr. old step grandaughter were deposited at my door to visit until the next evening so that their parents could relax. The nine year old grandson, “R” arrived the next morning at 9 am as usual so his mom and dad could go to work and then of cousre with Veterans Day and no school, he was a constant figure here. Three children added to the company of a spouse who always thinks he is attention deprived and is set on a weekend schedual of shopping and chores is not conducive to relaxation! Throw in doctor appoinments. a trip to the library. unplanned for “drop in friends” and keeping up with the chaos of added cleaning, I’ve had little time for myself, never mind a clear head for writing.

 There’s nothing like kids to make life special, no mater how much they like to confuse and tangle a grandmothers routine. The seriousness in their conversations can often be humorous truth. Upon learning that his cousin was here with her sister he said, “You mean now I have to put up with TWO little kids?” Laughing, I told him that no, he was entitled to quiet time away from pesky younger kids just like his 14 yr. old cousin needed from him when they were visiting together. It’s not often easy to acomplish but we try to be balanced and fair with all of them. Each one has a personal toy or item here to keep them occupied and are not allowed to use what belongs to someone else without the owners permission. Over time we have bought a few toys or activity items that they can all use. They were told that these items were grandpas and they had to ask before using them and keep them neat and in good shape. There’s no problem with any of them picking up when they are done.

“R” asked if he could go to the park. The soon to be 4 yr. old said, “When I was a baby, I went to that park too.” I guess she grew up in 2 months!

Two days before the next visit, perhaps I will get something done, maybe even some real writing! 

Peace!