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Thursday, January 24, 2019

This morning I braved the 6:30 AM traffic AND the dark to go to DD1s house. She went away, SIL1 had an early meeting and I got to wait for the bus with the boys. Here's what met me at 7AM.

Hugs from boys with bed-hair, sleepy eyed and hungry but dressed and "cleaned up" for school.
Non-stop chatter except when Cheerio-slimed milk dribbled down chins and onto the clean shirts. That'll smell great around 2PM.
Poke-man (sp) cards shoved and inch away from my face. "Nana, what's this look like?" They all look like mean things to me.

Daddy trying to get Little Miss ready, sobbing because she can't have Cheerios with milk as they are running late, and into clean clothes.
Polka dot shirt, striped pants. Colors don't match.
Don't even think about brushing her hair or there will be more screams. I picked her up and got the full force of tears and runny nose but the cries stopped.
More hugs. All better.
They go and I get the boys in my car to wait for the bus at the end of the driveway in the pouring rain. They've not been in my car before now.
"What's this?"
Buttons are pushed, lights go on and off.
Windows roll down until I lock them. "The car sensed the rain and won't open the windows" I lie.
Why is it raining in the car? Because Ben pushed the sunroof control!
Did you know you can make the airbag warning light go on and off by having 2 kids sit in the passenger seat? Or jump up?
Dirty sneakers are in my face as Ben dives partially into the back seat. "Hey, you have tissues! I have a big boogie I cant get out"
Well get your fingers out of your nose and blow.
"Here, Nana, you can have the tissue." Ewwwwwwwwwwww, he was right!
Now there's mud on my beige leather seats. And probably other things.
Bus comes at 7:54 and the boys dive out and on.

I'm home by 8:30.

I've still got it but wow that was a real workout!

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    Ahhh … the pleasures of being a granma!!!!
    492 days ago
    Living the dream, Nana! First laugh today goes to you...why is it raining in the car? Holy. My almost seven year old grandson was telling me jokes on Wednesday. Most were chuckle worthy, when I didn’t laugh at one...(with poop in it, which is only hilarious to kids under 8) he told me, “Come on, Nana. You know that’s funny!” Seriously, we’re blessed, they do make life grand! Isn’t it amazing we’ve still got it? Did ya take a nap?

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    492 days ago
    You deserve a medal for saintly grandmum-hood!!
    493 days ago
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    493 days ago
    Sounds like a fun morning
    493 days ago
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    I learned about the airbag warning light one day when I put my school bag on the passenger seat... ???!!! Then I put a big scratch in the dashboard (of an otherwise pristine six yo car) with my school backpack on wheels (which I bought due to the weight of the school bag in the previous sentence!)
    493 days ago
    That's why they give children to the young. My granddaughters repeatedly want me to play hide and seek. They always want to hide. Fine by me.
    493 days ago
    Hahahaha...a day in the life!
    I am sooooo grateful that I was able to stay home with my boys when they were smallish...well, I went to college and worked part time but was able to coordinate schedules with my dear man and around them.
    When my son started being sick in 2016 I went to their house most mornings for that duty.
    When we moved 20 minutes away my DH took over and has continued...not every day but most.
    493 days ago
    Love the adventures of a life full of kids... but very grateful that I don't have to do that all day every day, too!
    493 days ago
    Lordy! Livinig life on the edge!
    493 days ago
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