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Friday, February 23, 2007

good day

The day dawned, as they usually do, and it was one like no other, since they are all different and it promised to be an adventure. This was because the Spice and I were sitting with the three younger ones of the local daughter – YD. The joyous thundering herd arrived about 8:30am and all wanted to tell me – at the same time – about their exploits of the last several days – two spoke in English and the other in a nearly unknown tongue.

The herd is further identified as GM3, will be 5 in May, GM4, was 3 last November and GM6, will be 2 in about two weeks. Their major interests at the moment, especially the two older, are concerning cowboys, Indians or pirates and all the items of dress and weaponry of these occupations – sparked no doubt by kid movies they have seen recently – and repeatedly. I didn’t delve too deeply but it appeared that they had either got into trouble or crossed their Mom in some way with the aforementioned weaponry as they were forbidden to play with either swords or guns for the day – plastic ones, of course.

As soon as their Mom had departed the premises for her several appointments, GM3 started asking me to make he and his brother a knife out of wood. Of course this sent up warning signals in my mind but he assured me that the only prohibited items were guns and swords – and this was neither. Putting them off a bit, I tried to think of a reasonable alternative because I knew that items like this, wood or not, were capable of injuring their small persons – and accident or not they would still be injured.

In a brilliant flash it came to me that cardboard was an item that was unlikely to injure either of them severely, so I determined to make the requested items out of this material. This was very acceptable to them so the ‘weapons’ were then cut out and they were immediately therewith chasing and dispatching ‘bad guys’. Next necessary item on their agenda was a hideout from the ‘bad guys’. This consists of our two card tables placed next to the couches with a quilt and some throws to cover the openings – a reasonably good ‘cave’.

Time passed, as it usually does, and it became GM6’s naptime – he was placed by the Spice in our crib in the back bedroom for this rest period. A very few minutes later, he suddenly appeared back where we were as if by ‘magic’ – proving to all concerned that his crib at home was not the only one that he could escape from. He was put down again but little Mister Houdini again shortly appeared. The Spice was unavailable, so I walked him back to the scene of the crime. He is officially beyond my lifting limits, but I very carefully got him back into bed and then hung around a bit to make sure the nap overtook him before he decided to escape again.

The other two were put down later for the same very bad thing of a nap. Young Houdini gave us a couple of quiet hours and was up before the other two. It was kind of a coincidence, but GM3 woke up a couple of minutes before YD came for them and GM4 reanimated himself a couple of minutes after. They packed up and headed to pick up big sister from school and left us trying to figure out what to do with the quietness.

Having not felt very swift all day, the only conclusion that I could reach was that I needed to get outside and do something. I did so and involved myself in the beginnings of the long process of re-mulching all of the blueberry beds. After about an hour and a half I had totally run out of energy and came in to recline. After dozing a bit, I arose to do my walking for the day – 1.6 miles in 30.03 minutes. After eating, I spiffied up a bit and was off for our men’s V-cell group meeting – Bible study, prayer and fellowship with Christian brothers.

It was a good day, one made by the Lord and I rejoiced and was glad in it. ec


Blogger jay are said...

what a great grandpa you are....your grands are lucky to have ya!

2/23/2007 03:01:00 PM  
Blogger Bonita said...

You've got a wonderful balance there, Mr. Eddie - family and Faith, and a little gardening. We're a lot alike, keeping it simple and counting our blessings.

2/23/2007 08:17:00 PM  
Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

It sounds as if it was a very good day,
for the Lord is good;
his steadfast love endures for ever,
and his faithfulness to all generations.

2/23/2007 11:59:00 PM  
Blogger Merle said...

Hi Mr. Eddie ~~ Sounds like a fun day for the grandkids. with caves etc.
I have done all that too in the past.
I smiled at little Houdini and we have all been there too. Congrats
on figuring the cardboard knives - a
safe alternative. Take care and don't
work too hard. The walking sounds good for you, does the Spice walk with you? Cheers, Merle.

2/25/2007 03:11:00 AM  
Blogger Brenda said...

Once a Houdini, always a Houdini. Before my son could walk he had learned to scale the side of his crib. He never hurt himself but he gave my heart plenty of trials. He escaped from everything from then on.

2/25/2007 06:54:00 PM  
Blogger mreddie said...

Jay Are - Thanks, they can be a little nerve pinching, but I really enjoy them. Of course I'm just a big kid anyway. :)

Bonita - Faith is what holds it all together, the family is a blessing and the garden helps with any leftover frustrations. And the blessings just keep coming.

SSN - So true, through all generations but yet that goodness, love and faithfulness is personalized in my life - it always amazes me that He cared that much for me.

Merle - It was a hoot of a day and they seemed to really enjoy it. The Spice and I usually walk together but on occasion when she has other duties, I take off alone. As the doc said, it really has helped the back heal properly.

Brenda - Young Houdini's parents have decided to turn his door knob around so the lock is on the outside and then lock him in when he is supposed to be sleeping. Hopefully this will work, at least temporarily - until he starts picking the lock. :) ec

2/26/2007 05:27:00 PM  

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