This page I deadicate to my oldest grandson Nicolas.
He is such a joy and a breath of fresh air for me and those in the family.
His baby brother Carlos(aka: Peanut)is just as much.
Both of the boys would have been such a joy and a riot of laughter to my Father's heart.
I went and picked up Nicolas from preschool earlier this week, he had been playing and playing hard. His sweet little face was dirty and hot looking(flushed) and his eyes were showing signs of he was ready for his nap. I seen him sitting at one of the tables under the tin canopy that is out on the playground yard for all the little ones that have gotten into trouble or boo- boos or just want to sit and rest for a bit or just want to be left alone because of one reason or another.
Well I walked out to him and just about was knocked to my knees because his Am'Ma had come to get him as she has done since it has warmed up outside(YUK, I'm not a fan of warm weather). He hugged me and clung to me so he would not have to get down and go play like the rest of the kids.
I started to ask him if he had been a GOOD BOY for me, and he said it before I could ask it. I hugged him and told him that is what I want to hear!
He was all excited and ready to go, some of the little kids he plays with were asking him ig he was going with his grandma, he said no I'm going with my Am'Ma.
The next day I went to get him from preschool and walked into the room where my daughter- his mommy works as an aid. Talked to her and seen Nicolas out playing.
He finaly caught sight of me and came running inside the building and hugged me and told me he was a good boy again and smiled that sweet little 3 yr old smile.
I was standing at the window chatting with some of the other kids outside the window. Nicolas came up to me after telling mommy he'd see her after school, and told the other kids bye. one of them asked him if he was going home.
He yelled back and said "NO I'M GOING HOME WITH MY CHERL" (laughing)
Some times he calls me by my first name just because he likes the way it sounds and reasons of his own. I don't mind at least he has my first name down pacted.
Any way the kids outside the window told him it was his grandma , he said "NO SHE IS MY(rymes with earl) CHERL, BYE SEE YOU LATER I'M LEAVING WITH MY CHERL!"(cheryl)
We got into his mommy's blazer and went to the store for great grandma, while we were in the store he was helping me shop and we were looking at things. I asked him if he thought mommy would
think he was being nice by running all over while in the store. He said "no" I asked "why not?"
He replied"My mom is a butthead." I laughed and the store stocker just laughed and I asked him why his momma was a butthead he said "because she won't let me go play". So I just laughed and told him lets get back to grandma's.
Yesterday I went and picked him up from preschool and one of his friends had a mouthful of water and came to me. I asked the little boy what he had in his mouth, the little boy just looked at me with both little cheeks buldging out and said nothing.
I asked him if he had bugs in his mouth, the little boy was almost shocked and had this look on his face as if trying to decide if there were any bugs in his mouth, next thing I know kids started crowding around me , Nicolas and his friend, the boy shook his head no, then I said "I KNOW! ITS WORMS! ISN'T IT!" "YOU GOT WORMS IN YOUR MOUTH!" he shook his head no, I looked around and noticed even more kids had come around to see what was going on and to find out what the great mystery was all about in this little boys mouth.
By this time Nicolas has climbed up on the table as was hanging on me , as if to say "this is mine" I hugged him and returned my attention to the little boy.
The little boy opened his mouth about the time he was climbing up on the bench seat to show me what he really had in his mouth, I noticed it was water and also noticed that there were alot more little girls around than little boys.
I also noticed in his dirty little hand he had a toy lizard.So I popped off at him and said "I know what you have in your mouth!" by this time the girls were really close into this and I said" YOU GOT LIZARDS IN YOUR MOUTH!" HE SHOOK HIS HEAD YES AND OPENED HIS MOUTH AND WHEN HE DID THAT ALL THE LITTLE GIRLS RAN IN MANY DIFFRENT DIRECTIONS!
I laughed so hard and as did the grown ups that were close by.
Nicolas asked me if I was ready to go, I said I was . as we were walking to the door of the building I asked Nicolas if he had eaten any worms. He told me you can't eat worms, I asked why not they taste like chocolate, he informed me that worms don't taste like chocolate they taste like paper.
last week end he and I were sitting outside enjoying each others company and playing with his baby brother who was in the play pen, when Nicolas noticed a earth worm wriggling on the cement and the ants scurrying around . He told me he didn't like that worm and that it was dangerous.
I asked him how are they dangerous(ONLY THE MINDS OF THE INNOCENT).
He told me they are dangerous because they eat the teeny tiny ants.I asked him if he was sure of that he said yes he was and then went on to tell me that worms come from fishing, I asked him how does he know that.
he looked at me and said "because poppy gets the from the hooks."
I can't wait to see what els he straightens me out on next and in the future. I can't wait to see what his little brother is going to come up with when he and I face the things that Nicolas and I have faced.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
It can be hard to let go and let grow up
This is to the ones who know the parenting life. No matter if you are a parent or adopted parent.
No matter if you are a family friend, a mentor or Family. Aunt or Uncle, Brother or Sister.
You will agree it is hard to let go and let grow.
Letting go of ones child or children starts at birth, when the mother is in the delivery room either screaming in pain to get that hateful child out of her or smiling and feeling the love of the meds the Doctor called for to be given to for the sanity of the doctor or the safty of the birthing mother.
you got that sweet smelling little bundle of joy in your arms, you listen to the sweet little noises that baby or babies make, you count toes and fingers, you look to make sure all body parts are where they should be and then you settle into the comfort zone for a few months any way.
Children can either drive you crazy, make you mad, want to cry, want to laugh or want to run very, very far away when they have been running a fever and are still in a diaper and that diaper becomes REALLY FULL with the kind of love from them you just hate to have to endure, but some body has to do it.
When the little ones are able to crawl in away you are releaved, but then again you almost wish they weren't old enough to do that. Then once they have masterd the crawl, they take to learning to walk.
As most parents are you become over joyed and thrilled that your little one is in that phase of life and right on track. At this time one does not realise that the child or children are becoming independant and learning to go forward in life as one, but you still are the safety net.
Then comes the first day of their school life, their first day they are completly away from home, mom, and favorite toy(s), either you and the child cry or its just you crying and the child smiling and waving see you later.
Then its their first Date, their first Car, their First time out and away from home with out you to be looking over their shoulder to make sure they are not doing what they aren't supposed to do.
Then you get hit with reality, they have let go along time ago, so why haven't you?
But once, one that THINKS they are in love with Mr or Miss Wonderful and have gotten their heart broken or crushed, you are their for them to run back to and have the shoulders for them to cry on and the arms for them to fall into that lets them know"Its ok, I'm here just let it all out, we'll get through this together." or so you think.
Is it the Empty Nest syndrome or just knowing you are still wanted when they come back?
I am going through that once again of letting my daughter grow up even more as she has done in the past.
It is VERY hard to let go when you see that they know they are ready to face life and its challenges. You stand back and watch them in the "every day life" game. You have been the one that has more or less controled them in every thing they do, don't do, and are determined to do.
Its NOT easy by no means to let them take over the reins of life. Then you realise that you haven't finished growing up either.
No matter if you are a family friend, a mentor or Family. Aunt or Uncle, Brother or Sister.
You will agree it is hard to let go and let grow.
Letting go of ones child or children starts at birth, when the mother is in the delivery room either screaming in pain to get that hateful child out of her or smiling and feeling the love of the meds the Doctor called for to be given to for the sanity of the doctor or the safty of the birthing mother.
you got that sweet smelling little bundle of joy in your arms, you listen to the sweet little noises that baby or babies make, you count toes and fingers, you look to make sure all body parts are where they should be and then you settle into the comfort zone for a few months any way.
Children can either drive you crazy, make you mad, want to cry, want to laugh or want to run very, very far away when they have been running a fever and are still in a diaper and that diaper becomes REALLY FULL with the kind of love from them you just hate to have to endure, but some body has to do it.
When the little ones are able to crawl in away you are releaved, but then again you almost wish they weren't old enough to do that. Then once they have masterd the crawl, they take to learning to walk.
As most parents are you become over joyed and thrilled that your little one is in that phase of life and right on track. At this time one does not realise that the child or children are becoming independant and learning to go forward in life as one, but you still are the safety net.
Then comes the first day of their school life, their first day they are completly away from home, mom, and favorite toy(s), either you and the child cry or its just you crying and the child smiling and waving see you later.
Then its their first Date, their first Car, their First time out and away from home with out you to be looking over their shoulder to make sure they are not doing what they aren't supposed to do.
Then you get hit with reality, they have let go along time ago, so why haven't you?
But once, one that THINKS they are in love with Mr or Miss Wonderful and have gotten their heart broken or crushed, you are their for them to run back to and have the shoulders for them to cry on and the arms for them to fall into that lets them know"Its ok, I'm here just let it all out, we'll get through this together." or so you think.
Is it the Empty Nest syndrome or just knowing you are still wanted when they come back?
I am going through that once again of letting my daughter grow up even more as she has done in the past.
It is VERY hard to let go when you see that they know they are ready to face life and its challenges. You stand back and watch them in the "every day life" game. You have been the one that has more or less controled them in every thing they do, don't do, and are determined to do.
Its NOT easy by no means to let them take over the reins of life. Then you realise that you haven't finished growing up either.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The Loving Woes of being Mommy
There are times when doing my laundry at my daughter's house can proveto be interesting
either while I'm there or after I have left.
Jessie is a very ,very busy mother of 2 Very BEAUTIFUL boys and I'm not saying that because I am their Am'Ma(grandma) But I'm saying it because it is sooooo TRUE! I and my mother KNOW what she is going through with the boys and the "man" of the house being around or not around.
I had 4 kids and mom had 5 kids. Jessie BLESS HER HEART, both boys may as well be 4 boys.
She LOVES being a mother very much, as I do and did. I hear from people we know how nice it is that I help her with her boys and how good a mother she is.
As I said doing laundry at her house can prove to be interesting at times. Earlier today I went up got laundry going, ran back to the store got what I needed, went and got her some gobbstoppers jawbreaker candies, went and got my grandson Nicolas and then we went back to his home.
The first load was done and I put it in the dryer and got the 2nd load going. Nicolas was sitting on the couch, glued to the tv watching SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
Me I'd rather be watching his movie CARS. Next thing I know he had fallen alseep on the couch.
He had been asleep about 30 mins when my trac fone rang and Jessie was asking me if I and Nicolas were going to be at my mom's or up at her house. I said more than likely at my mom's, so she said she'd go over ther after preschool let out. Well 3:25 rolls around Nicolas's daddy hadn't come home from work yet, so I scooped him after only an hour of nap and we go to get his mommy.
I hated getting him up from his nap he can be so cranky, but he is only 3 yrs old too.
We Turn to go to my mom's and see Jessie walking to head to her house.
I picked her up and went to mom's she dropped me off and I went in and jess went home.
I did tell her before she left that I had some towels and a few pieces of clothes and some sheets in the dryer.
Later in the evening about8 p.m. or 8:30 Jessie shows up with a basket of the clothes I left in her dryer.
I asked what did you do run away or made an excuse to get away?
She let out a growl and dropped the basket on the floor and then plopped down on the ouch and proceeded to tell me and mom( her grandma) about how she was ready to pull her hair out and smack a "HERES YOUR SIGN" sticker on her man's forehead. Now I got a T-shirt from my sister Connie the other day that says "SO MANY MEN............... SO LITTLE INTELLEGENCE" that seems to be the right shirt for Jessie at this time, well the last 2 or 3 months.
She was telling me and mom at how the baby who is almost 11 months old was following her around crying and whining to get her to pay attention to him, and his big brother Nicolas was bouncing around or calling "mom"
while she was busy doing other things. where was daddy in all this?
At a soccer meeting(rolls eyes).
Well he comes home plops down and decides to read the paper, all the while the baby is trying to get
mommy to pay attention and big brother is being him self as all 3 yr olds do.
She finally got clothes folded, bathroom clean, boys fed, dishes done and the livingroom clean.
Then Carlos looks at her and asks if she is still mad at him(LMAO!!!!!!)
I think this man needs to choose his words more carefully or open his eyes and pull his thumb out of his ARSE. Jessie just looked at him and went and sat down, she wasn't feeling any better because of that time of the month. Well here Carlos makes another mistake in asking her if she was feeling any better.(LMAO!!!!)
she looked at him and said"WELL WHAT DO YOU THINK?"
Most men just don't know when to keep their mouths shut and when to open them.
If men and women can't learn to read the other then it isn't going to be an easy ride.
Neither one comes with an instruction manual, kids sure don't, its all based on instinct, knowledge,
experience, and just common sense, which is something else alot of men lack as well. but then you have those
who do have it but just not sure how to use it.
Same goes for women too.
I'm not sure how this is going to end up with Jessie and her man. But no matter I and my family will be there for the both of them and more for her.
either while I'm there or after I have left.
Jessie is a very ,very busy mother of 2 Very BEAUTIFUL boys and I'm not saying that because I am their Am'Ma(grandma) But I'm saying it because it is sooooo TRUE! I and my mother KNOW what she is going through with the boys and the "man" of the house being around or not around.
I had 4 kids and mom had 5 kids. Jessie BLESS HER HEART, both boys may as well be 4 boys.
She LOVES being a mother very much, as I do and did. I hear from people we know how nice it is that I help her with her boys and how good a mother she is.
As I said doing laundry at her house can prove to be interesting at times. Earlier today I went up got laundry going, ran back to the store got what I needed, went and got her some gobbstoppers jawbreaker candies, went and got my grandson Nicolas and then we went back to his home.
The first load was done and I put it in the dryer and got the 2nd load going. Nicolas was sitting on the couch, glued to the tv watching SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
Me I'd rather be watching his movie CARS. Next thing I know he had fallen alseep on the couch.
He had been asleep about 30 mins when my trac fone rang and Jessie was asking me if I and Nicolas were going to be at my mom's or up at her house. I said more than likely at my mom's, so she said she'd go over ther after preschool let out. Well 3:25 rolls around Nicolas's daddy hadn't come home from work yet, so I scooped him after only an hour of nap and we go to get his mommy.
I hated getting him up from his nap he can be so cranky, but he is only 3 yrs old too.
We Turn to go to my mom's and see Jessie walking to head to her house.
I picked her up and went to mom's she dropped me off and I went in and jess went home.
I did tell her before she left that I had some towels and a few pieces of clothes and some sheets in the dryer.
Later in the evening about8 p.m. or 8:30 Jessie shows up with a basket of the clothes I left in her dryer.
I asked what did you do run away or made an excuse to get away?
She let out a growl and dropped the basket on the floor and then plopped down on the ouch and proceeded to tell me and mom( her grandma) about how she was ready to pull her hair out and smack a "HERES YOUR SIGN" sticker on her man's forehead. Now I got a T-shirt from my sister Connie the other day that says "SO MANY MEN............... SO LITTLE INTELLEGENCE" that seems to be the right shirt for Jessie at this time, well the last 2 or 3 months.
She was telling me and mom at how the baby who is almost 11 months old was following her around crying and whining to get her to pay attention to him, and his big brother Nicolas was bouncing around or calling "mom"
while she was busy doing other things. where was daddy in all this?
At a soccer meeting(rolls eyes).
Well he comes home plops down and decides to read the paper, all the while the baby is trying to get
mommy to pay attention and big brother is being him self as all 3 yr olds do.
She finally got clothes folded, bathroom clean, boys fed, dishes done and the livingroom clean.
Then Carlos looks at her and asks if she is still mad at him(LMAO!!!!!!)
I think this man needs to choose his words more carefully or open his eyes and pull his thumb out of his ARSE. Jessie just looked at him and went and sat down, she wasn't feeling any better because of that time of the month. Well here Carlos makes another mistake in asking her if she was feeling any better.(LMAO!!!!)
she looked at him and said"WELL WHAT DO YOU THINK?"
Most men just don't know when to keep their mouths shut and when to open them.
If men and women can't learn to read the other then it isn't going to be an easy ride.
Neither one comes with an instruction manual, kids sure don't, its all based on instinct, knowledge,
experience, and just common sense, which is something else alot of men lack as well. but then you have those
who do have it but just not sure how to use it.
Same goes for women too.
I'm not sure how this is going to end up with Jessie and her man. But no matter I and my family will be there for the both of them and more for her.
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