Friday, March 22, 2013

Mer-Mer Day Care

I don't know. Something has flipped with those grandsons of mine and or maybe it's just me but the past two days with them have been unbelievably precious. And more than that- it's been fun. I had in mind to write a sort of tongue-in-cheek thing about what Mer-Mer Daycare offers with pictures to make humorous backdrops but it's Friday night, I've had a martini, Mr. Moon is making a fire to cook our meat and veg on, the church next door is sending the sound of bass drum across the neighborhood and so I'll just mostly give you pictures.
Let me just say this- being a grandmother is probably one of the most soul-satisfying things I've ever done in my life. I get to use all of the skills I learned as a mother without needing the guilt or constant worry.
To say that I am in love with my grandchildren is to say that I breathe.

Here you go. One day in Lloyd with grandsons.


 Puzzles done by a Power Ranger.

 A boy who, when he gets to my house, points to the CD player and says, "More." And then proceeds to play piano. Granddaddy Miller- here's your genetic glory.


 We learn that every chicken lays a different and beautiful egg.


Really? I sit on the couch and give Gibson a bottle and Owen builds an entire town with blocks? It may look like chaos but it's not. It's a design. It's a place where everyone has a home and he will show you where it is.



We play cards and we learn about numbers. I shuffle the cards and tap them on the table and Owen says, "I love that sound." And he has to wear that hat when we play. We don't do winners and losers. We do numbers. For some bizarre reason, I find it as exciting as a child would.


 I hand Gibson a doll and he holds it to him and he hugs it.
Need I say anything more about what he's been taught about loving?



We sat on the kitchen porch and fed chickens and fed ourselves snacks and the caterpillars descended from wherever they descend and Owen made friends with all of them.


Gibson learns that you can eat violets. And is delighted. And yes, the purple violets are in bloom.


Owen has, for some time, loved to put my silver bangles on the sticky-out parts of Boppy's bedside lamp and call it a Monster Party Decoration. These monsters are nice, he tells me. We have no need to fear them.

And that was my day. And there was more. Books and stories and conversations and me saying things and Owen saying, "That's a joke, right?"

The child gets a joke and he is not yet four years old.

Yes. Being a grandmother is all right with me.

And on top of everything else, Jessie and Vergil got their marriage license today.

Shit. I'm drowning in the goodness.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love...Ms. Moon



18 comments:

  1. Such beautiful beloved boys. Such light in them.

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  2. That was good to the last drop.

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  3. Mer-Mer Daycare sounds like a lot of fun! What wonderful memories for everyone.

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  4. Ah, yesssssss!
    Mine are too far. But they may come back next month. I'm going to start lying...say I'm keeping ponies on the patio, I've spotted mermaids sunning on the boat dock, there's buried treasure in the neighborhood, and we must find it.

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  5. Beautiful boys and a beautiful grandmother. What a wonderful post and I love hearing all about your boys. I can totally relate with all of the activities and games you guys are playing. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Take care Ms. Moon.

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  6. Those boys are adorable, both of them. I love Owen's long hair and sense of humor and Gibson's affinity for music and glorious smile.

    MerMer and Bop, you are giving them love and pleasure and memories that will last them a lifetime and beyond. Everyone wins!

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  7. I so love the pictures of your two boys. They melt my heart. I am glad for your day of goodness and am wondering if you have space in Mer-Mer Day Care? I need some of that. S. Jo

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  8. And... OMG, you have your own personal collection of perfect Easter eggs!! Who knew chickens had so much beauty in them? S. Jo

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  9. If you're gonna drown, it may as well be in goodness. Yay that!
    xo

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  10. Terrific! Love the Monster Party Decorations, and those eggs. I am always amazed at the incredible colors of the eggs your chickens produce.

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  11. Can't believe how mature Owen is starting to look. When did he grow that much? Big brother all right. The little one is adorable.

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  12. Glorious.

    That town... that hat - !

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  13. I think these must be the most magical years for little ones, and what a gift you are to each other, every day and adventure.
    This post made me infinitely happy and hopeful.

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  14. Angella- I feel as if they are ALL of our grandsons. Do you feel this way too, a little?

    Nancy- It was a precious day, each moment of it. I swear.

    Birdie- I hope they remember. I told Owen the other day that I have probably given him a million kisses and he doesn't even remember most of them. "I remember," he said. My heart broke in two.

    Denise- And Chex Mix. That seems to be one of the big attractions here. I swear.

    Jill- Could hardly be sweeter.

    Mr. Shife- You take care too, sweet daddy.

    lulumarie- Oh! I hope so! Thank you so much, sweet friend.

    Sweet Jo- I think there is room for you. Just bring a change of clothes...
    And yes, I think that store eggs are the most boring things in the world now.

    Ms. Fleur- And that IS the truth.

    Steve Reed- Where does that boy come up with these things? I have no idea.

    Photocat- Instead of regressing when he became a big brother, Owen just got mature. It's amazing to me.

    Jo- I did not want to put those blocks away. I love that town. And what is more precious than a child in a hat? Especially a card-playin' hat?

    Mel- Those boys make me infinitely happy and hopeful. They are so...fresh and open and loving. I am grateful they are in this world.

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  15. Your days are a lot like mine. I call my place "Granny Camp Daycare". My oldest grandson came up with that name!

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  16. Nice that you have those boys to be with you and learn from you. They will treasure that time with you. And really nice that Jessie and Vergil got their license. Big steps.

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  17. When you blog about those babies, it cracks me in half because I just miss my grandies so much. I'm missing all this fun stuff and it just makes my bones ache.

    I'm so happy for you that you get to enjoy them and I know you treasure them. They are so blessed.

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