
Day 310
After the long unexpected drive yesterday, it was good to be back home with our grandchildren. They both slept most of the ride, so it went quickly for them. Last night I found an article about the traffic accident that held us hostage yesterday. It was a really severe accident. One fatality and 8 other injuries, four requiring transport to the hospital. It all started with a semi truck not slowing for a traffic light and plowing into the truck in front of him. His truck veered off the road, clipped a power pole and ended up overturned in a ditch. This is where I stop and count my blessings and pray for those involved in such a horrific accident.
Once home, the kids were slow to get a start. Once acclimated, they were full of energy and constantly hungry. We dined early on a simple spaghetti with meat sauce with freshly grated parmesan. We all ate our fill. We played with LEGO blocks building walls for the small battery operated truck to drive into. Building and tearing down is always fun.
My granddaughter and I walked down to the creek to see if our resident snake was there, but he was not. It was a little late in the day for him to be sunning himself on the rocks.
Once dusk was upon us, we all put our shoes on, each armed with flashlights and went in search of lightening bugs. It is a little late in the season, but we did find a few. All just out of arm’s reach. Tonight we will try a little earlier. It has been a dry few days, so that does not help.
I prepared snacks of Rainier cherries, some promised ice cream and a tangerine for my grandson. They could eat constantly I think.
I always ask where they want to sleep. They always choose the same. On the air mattress on the floor in our bedroom. We have a guest room, but they like being with us. They love the air mattress, too. Once the bed was prepared, teeth brushed and a bandaid replaced, they asked for me to tell them a story. Not read a story, they want a story I make up. Tonight it was about a little girl whose eyes turned to diamonds when her puppy was near.
Throughout the evening, my six year-old grandson kept saying, “Hi, Grandma” or “I love you Grandma” over and over. I never tire of hearing it, because I know someday he will be too grown up for such sentiments.
So, all in all, my day was perfect. It’s all about the little things.
Oh, my, you’re a dream come true, Grandma! Your family is so lucky – to have each other and to have avoided the accident. My thoughts are with them as well.
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Shelley, we do have a close family and we are so fortunate. This grandma gig is nice. It is like having miniature, but somewhat different, versions of our own children.
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Aw, you’ve made grandparenting sound fun!
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sweet times! cherish the moments!
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We do, Jodi. Every single moment.
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That sounds ideal for a Grandma indeed. But you should tell us all that story now!
(We don’t have lightning bugs here. At least I don’t think we do)
Best wishes, Pete.
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Pete, I am afraid the story was quite off the cuff as my bedtime stories often are. They seem to satisfy them and the children’s recall is better than mine. They remember the minute details of stories I told them years ago that I have long sense forgotten. I am afraid it would be less than satisfying for an adult…
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that sounds like a perfect way to spend a day!
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It was, Jim. Thank you for stopping by to comment.
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Sweet! Glad you saw some late lightning bugs…
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Lisa, they were plentiful earlier this month. I am glad there are a few left around to see.
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Grandchildren do seem to be always hungry! I had forgotten that about kids until they appeared. Mine loved the stories my husband made up and still remember them. Continue to love and enjoy their visit.
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They are a joy.
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What a wonderful time! That’s so cool you went looking for wildlife – after dark with a flashlight even! Talk about building memories! I vaguely remember the fun of sleeping on or near the floor as a child. My 7 year old granddaughter enjoyed putting blankets and pillows on the floor .during out last visit. She’d probably love an air mattress.
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We went out again tonight, just a little earlier. They managed to catch a few which thrilled them to pieces! As kids, we always slept in the floor when company came. 😊
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🙂 Glad your grands are learning about catch and release, too!
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Oh yes. Kindness and respect for all creatures.
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So sad about the accident. I am glad you made it home safe and sound. Grandkids are indeed perpetually hungry. It goes with the title. It will be a long/fast week for sure. Enjoy.
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Yes, I cannot believe tomorrow is Wednesday already!
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My eyes turn to diamonds when I see puppies too! Will you tell me that one at the cabin?!
Reading about the first day and night was truly beautiful. Can I just say that your sweet grandson may always show that love because you are inspiring it by being so wonderful. Building such perfect memories. Can’t wait to read more.
And, yes, those accidents are gut wrenching. We just never know when our time is up…..enjoy every minute.
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I guarantee by March that story will be lost in the muck and the mire of my head. Ha!
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What a happy grandma 😊😊
I have nominated you for the Special Blogger Award if you would like to accept it 😉
https://popsiclesociety.com/2019/07/31/special-blogger-award-5/
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Except for the accident, sounds like an absolutely perfect day.
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It was absolutely perfect!
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Maggie, so glad you found my blog so I could find yours! Life begins with grandchildren! Beatifully written and made me smile.
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So sweet of you to stop by and comment.
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