Grandma fail…

Oh, it was just one of those days. The kind that takes a different twist and turn just about every other minute of the day.

And then, the grand twist of them all…I volunteered to pick my grandkids up from school, and got the pick up time wrong!

Really?

How did I manage to do that? I’ve picked them up several times before.  This wasn’t the first (and hopefully it won’t be the last), so I know what time they get out.

But, nope..not yesterday.

Yesterday, I got a call from their mom wondering if I was planning on getting the kids, and if I was, well, they got out of school 10 minutes a go.

Yep. I felt terrible.

I rushed to pick them up, as quick as I could go, and there they were.  Waiting ever so patiently (well, not really patiently, but still waiting) for me in the school office.

I was greeted with hugs and smiles.  (Hugs always helps when you’ve made a blundering mistake, so that was nice!)

I asked them if they thought I forgot about them.

No grandma, we know you would never forget us…but you did forget to pick us up!

Yep…classic “Grandma fail”.

Trust me, that will never happen again!

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An adventure awaits

Of this, I am quite sure!  I will have an adventure this week-end.

My grandkids are spending the week-end!  I have been looking forward with anticipation to this date for quite some time!

What I didn’t anticipate, was the pesky cough the week before they came. It’s still hanging around, but thankfully, my energy level is up from earlier this week.  It’s a good thing too, because these two little kids are going to use all the energy that I have tried to store up the last couple of days!

One boy, one girl, as different as night and day.  And I love them both so very much!

Recently someone told me that “grandchildren are one of life’s best kept secrets”.  I must agree with her. I am finding this “job” of being a Grandma to be one of the best careers ever!

Their smiles, their hugs, the sound of their voice, and their wonderful imaginations!  Oh the joy of seeing the world through their eyes!  I’m looking forward to hearing some good stories, and making new memories.Andrew & Ashlee

I know I will be one tired Grandma by the end of Sunday night, but it’s a “good tired”!  And a moment I will forever treasure.

this time last week

This time last week I was traveling north to be with my daughter and her husband, to celebrate the 1st birthday of our youngest grandson. A sweet little blue-eyed boy, with a sparkle in his eyes, and the infectious belly laugh of a one year old.

Happy Birthday, little guy!  I love you so much!

Rick looking up at me

This time last week, 26 lives were ripped from this world in a horrific shooting at a grade school in Newtown CT.  The lives of mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, grandmas and grandpas, were changed in ways that I can’t even imagine.  Changed in a way I don’t want to imagine, because it should never have to be imagined.  It just shouldn’t be.

The extreme contrast of the two did not go unnoticed by anyone in my family.  Our event was to celebrate a life, a milestone.  In Newtown, they were mourning. It was a tragedy.  Plain and simple, as there is just no other way to describe it.

My heart, it is so full.  It’s full and overflowing with the memories of the week-end, and struggling with the wide range of emotions.  The sorrow for the families who are in so much pain. The blessing of a wonderful husband, the gift of amazing children, and the joy of precious grandchildren.

I feel a little like Mary right now, “pondering all these things in my heart“. It was a very special moment in my life.  Our time together as a family was full of laughter, and hugs, and smiles. In Newtown, there are only hugs and tears.

And once again I am made aware of life and its brevity. How abruptly it can end, and how important it is to cherish my family each moment that we have together.  I am reminded by the powerful message of the inability to control, and I am overwhelmed by the security and knowledge that we are all in the Hands of God.