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We are into the fourth day of grandparenting in Nashville. Four days straight of the Bride and Groom working at their hospitals. Because no matter what holiday you celebrate, there could be an admission to the ICU or a visit to an ER in someone’s family. What would we do without our first responders, our nurses and doctors? And since I’ve been reading a bit of Dr Seuss lately, let me take a minute to explainly. 

One Mama goes to work all day; grandparents come to play and play

Dada hops in his car too; beeping his horn “Toodaloo”

Nana and Pop Bob open the door; picking those babes up from the floor

Quick outside we must go; the sun is out – there is NO snow!

NO snow, NO ice, No wind, NO rain?

NO clouds, NO bugs,  NO candy canes?

NO dogs running here and there; NO dogs running anywhere

But look the giant snowman’s UP! UP! UP!

When you are two, that’s buttercup!

Birds are bathing, buds are blooming, scooters come out scooterooing 

To race and run, it’s warm today, let’s have some fun!

Let’s PLAY

The giant white plastic Olaf snowman on a neighboring porch needs a motor to come up, and this is always a big event.  It’s strangely balmy weather here, mid 70s! 

I’d forgotten what it’s like to breathe in the head of a certain red-headed sleeping child on my chest. That is the best smell of the great outdoors. Or to peer close-up into the tiny mouth of a little one while “helping” her brush her teeth. To negotiate a truce between siblings – well IF we share such and such, THEN we can take it with us. To make up magical stories and explain how pouting never ever works. 

To tell the Love Bug “Cinderella” was her Mama’s favorite movie when she was her age, and watch the look of wonderment mixed with understanding fill her eyes. 

My wish for parents all over this balmy, windy, South (which is changing of course today), and the frozen tundra of the North, the metropolitan East and the sunny West is that you slow down your life. Take the time to reflect on all the small moments that make up your wonderful life. Grandparenting is the best gift this holiday season. 

2 Responses

  1. Great poem! Great thoughts! Nothing like gping. Wish it for everyone.
    Enjoy your visit! All best for 2017!



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Balmy Weather

We are into the fourth day of grandparenting in Nashville. Four days straight of the Bride and Groom working at their hospitals. Because no matter what holiday you celebrate, there could be an admission to the ICU or a visit to an ER in someone’s family. What would we do without our first responders, our nurses and doctors? And since I’ve been reading a bit of Dr Seuss lately, let me take a minute to explainly. 

One Mama goes to work all day; grandparents come to play and play

Dada hops in his car too; beeping his horn “Toodaloo”

Nana and Pop Bob open the door; picking those babes up from the floor

Quick outside we must go; the sun is out – there is NO snow!

NO snow, NO ice, No wind, NO rain?

NO clouds, NO bugs,  NO candy canes?

NO dogs running here and there; NO dogs running anywhere

But look the giant snowman’s UP! UP! UP!

When you are two, that’s buttercup!

Birds are bathing, buds are blooming, scooters come out scooterooing 

To race and run, it’s warm today, let’s have some fun!

Let’s PLAY

The giant white plastic Olaf snowman on a neighboring porch needs a motor to come up, and this is always a big event.  It’s strangely balmy weather here, mid 70s! 

I’d forgotten what it’s like to breathe in the head of a certain red-headed sleeping child on my chest. That is the best smell of the great outdoors. Or to peer close-up into the tiny mouth of a little one while “helping” her brush her teeth. To negotiate a truce between siblings – well IF we share such and such, THEN we can take it with us. To make up magical stories and explain how pouting never ever works. 

To tell the Love Bug “Cinderella” was her Mama’s favorite movie when she was her age, and watch the look of wonderment mixed with understanding fill her eyes. 

My wish for parents all over this balmy, windy, South (which is changing of course today), and the frozen tundra of the North, the metropolitan East and the sunny West is that you slow down your life. Take the time to reflect on all the small moments that make up your wonderful life. Grandparenting is the best gift this holiday season. 

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