Friday, April 29, 2022

This Is Pretty Much My Social Life


It's been a grandmother day and about to be a grandmother night. I got the spaghetti sauce made this morning before I left to go pick up Levon and cleaned the hen house, too, which really is not much of a chore but it's nice, I think, for the chickens to have a non-pooped-up place to roost. 

Levon was sweet as could be and like I told him today, "Boy! Every time I look at you, your legs have gotten longer!" 
"That's because I'm growing," he said. 
"I do realize that but it's just happening so fast!" I said.
He is such a funny little guy. Today he was quoting something from a book in a perfect southern drawl. I am constantly amazed at his verbal and conversational abilities. Same with his brother. I have better conversations with them than I do with many adults. 
We went and picked up August at his school and then home for snacks and books and the trampoline and a few Mentos videos and some ocean life videos.
Did you know that a giant squid can kill a 66,000 pound sperm whale? Now you do. 
Levon picked me quite a few mulberries off their tree which is producing more than mine this year. I kept thanking him and he said, "They're a healthy snack and that's why I'm picking them for you." 
Oh, my heart!


Now I'm home and Gibson is here. That boy is so special. Of all the grandchildren, he is the most physically affectionate. His hugs could be sold at market. 


His artistic abilities are blooming and while we were having a chat about some...thing...that I have no knowledge of, he asked for a pen and paper and just drew it for me. I love the fact that he can do that. I am in awe. I let him taste his spaghetti sauce with the simmering meatballs and he approved. He even noted and approved the peppers in it. 
He and Boppy have been playing Oculus and I'm about to go finish up making our supper. I've had part of a martini and am beginning to unwind. 

Guess what I did today? Even though it is Friday and sacred to the goddess of clean sheets, I decided this morning that I would wait until tomorrow to strip the bed. There was just no way I had time to wash the sheets, hang them on the line, and get them back on the bed in a timely fashion. 
If the world comes to an end tonight, you will know whose fault it is. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon





30 comments:

  1. Definitely we know who to hold responsible for any overnight disasters! Enjoy your Friday martini. I enjoyed my Friday evening salad.

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    1. Be at peace. The clean sheets are on the bed! I had a martini AND a delicious salad!

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  2. Your social life sounds pretty darn lovely to me! Those precious children.

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  3. How fortunate all your grandchildren are to have a "home away from home" in Lloyd - where they can just be themselves and know that they are loved.

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    1. I think they are a better behaved version of themselves when they are here because generally, they are so very good for us.

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  4. your world will not end without Friday clean sheets. I know this! Martini's and Gibson are more important and yes......your grands are all such thoughtful and loving grands. good genes and good parenting! Enjoy your spaghetti and meatballs, purple cows....and martini's!
    Susan M

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  5. That's a great picture of those two boy brothers.

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    1. I know! And August posed himself like that with his arm around his brother.

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  6. Your grandchildren and children are lucky to have you close by. Grandmas matter, ask any elephant.

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  7. My mother used to say that boys had a certain innocence that girls don't have.I don't know if that is true,but boys do have a sweetness to them.You can see it in their faces.

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    1. Well, that may be true or it may just be how we view boys versus girls. I've heard it before myself but I'm not sure I really believe it.

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  8. Such great grandchildren you have. How fabulous that Gibson can draw to explain what he is talking about! He is very smart. Well, they all are.

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    1. He has always had the best imagination! He still does.

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  9. I'll never tire of hearing about your family's interactions. So many beautiful humans.

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    1. Honey, you know them about as well as I do!

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  10. It is amazing how they each develop their own special talents and personalities even tho they are often clumped together as they grow! Happy Weekend!

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  11. I think we will survive sheet-mageddon! LOL!

    Glad you're getting more quality time with the grandkids. :)

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  12. I'll do that sometimes, make a quick sketch when I can't seem to convey what I'm talking about with words. My social life these days is chatting with 3 different neighbors and SHARE.

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    1. Now see- I'd have to explain with words what any drawing I made was.
      At least you and I get some social life.

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  13. Those boys are surely growing and growing. My first grandson is named Leven.

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  14. I'd say that's called living dangerously not changing the sheets!!!! Enjoy your time with your menfolk!

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    1. Oh yeah. I was pushing the envelope there.

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  15. It's a real pleasure, watching your grandkids grow up. They are so very loved; every child on earth should be so lucky.

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    1. If every child was wanted and loved we would live in a different world, wouldn't we?

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