Category Archives: grandchildren

organization.

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to do list – style a:

play with the ponies 1.

pack the cars. 2.

go to bed 3.

get in the car to go on vacation 4.

do fun things 5. 

a major contrast in approaches

both with the same desired outcome

two grandies

each with their own

style of list

and

way of getting ready 

and

organizing things

to go on a trip.

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to do list – style b:

(loose translation):

‘go around and around in a twisty circle and get some stuff done

and not some other stuff and then hide for a while

and eat something you find outside

and then get in the car to go on vacation and do fun things.’

(i am more of a ‘b-list style’ of organizer. what about you – a or b?)

“the process and organization leading up to cooking the egg

can tell you a lot about the cook.”

-david chang

will is to grace as the horse is to the rider. – saint augustine

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the tiniest riders

babies r and v

numbers 16 and 8

get ready for their show

and then

with no fear

and great excitement

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off they go

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on their trusted steeds

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and home again safely

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with  blue ribbons

and happy hearts

care, and not fine stables, makes a good horse.
– danish proverb

“children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.” – john w. whitehead

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first sleepover

at peaches’ cottage

for

babies b and j

and

we are

making

shadow puppets

on the wall

and

there is

a

feeling

of

magical electricity

in the air

deep meaning lies often in childish play. ~johann friedrich von schiller



“now let it work. mischief, thou art afoot. take thou what course thou wilt.” ― william shakespeare

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someone stopped by

for a bit of mischief

fairy dust

roses

glue

glitter paint

not a clue

who could have done this

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luckily

these three

baby r, baby v, nacho the cat

all had gone inside

the cottage

just

minutes before

i wonder

if they saw anyone

or

know anything

“they were becoming like a little mafia. if one committed a mischief, the others would not tell.”
– franco diligenti

in summer, the song sings itself. ~ william carlos williams

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climbing the apple trees

flying kites

chasing fireflies

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sending messages in a bottle

wandering through the library

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playing big games

losing shoes

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baking cupcakes

reading books

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so many surprises

walking everywhere

finding clues

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making costumes

singing made-up songs

talking into the sewer to invite the ninja turtles to a party

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meeting the people all around

making up and telling stories

robots and legos

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dancing like centipedes

playing in and out and around the water

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sand in your pants

 tunnels and giant ants

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making a palace for the fairies to move into

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big, big messes

cardboard forts

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cousins, cats, dogs, goats, bunnies, lobsters, frogs, fish

and more family of all kinds

and becoming part of the art

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you are six shooting stars on a shining summer’s day.

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yeah we all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun. –
john lennon

dedicated with love to all of the little stars who make my life so big

and all of my seasons so bright –

peaches