found these two down the street
guess the price was too high
even with
that stripy, ratty love seat
thrown in as a bonus.
—
he who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.
– henri matisse
spending the weekend with grand baby joeys, f and m,
(who have a look of mischief in their eyes like the vintage lads above)
while their mom is away with friends
and it’s so very different
from time spent with our girl babies
yet every moment is equally exciting
in its very own way
where going swimming in a pool
counts as a bath
and waking up in bathing suits
makes us ready
for another day’s adventure
and it’s all about
perpetual motion
and peeing
and rocks
and bugs
and ghost tales
and staying up late
and everything is sticky
and wet
and dirty
and it is a delight.
boys are found everywhere – on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on,
swinging from, running around, or jumping to.
– alan marshall beck
—
image credits: everything vintagesteff.com, pinterest.com
you stood on the upside-down water table
with your beloved blankie and pacifiier all dirty
a bandaid on your scraped-up foot
mosquito bites itching
an empty bug net
and a turtle with a snapped-off tail nearby
you can’t find your shoes
your diaper is wet
you’re tired
and your shorts are all twisted-up.
and then –
suddenly
it is the next day
and the sun is shining
and
you have a fancy cocktail
right in front of you
with
floating fruit cut in shapes
a special bendy straw
and you are standing
at a table just your size
with your fancy red shirt on
and your smile
is as big as the universe
and
in an instant
all is well with the world
once again.
—
here’s to you, baby j, as you continue to persevere
and find your way through the world, even after the tough days.
you are a model for all of us.
set up a business
selling lemonade
to a captive audience
of family and friends.
some of the employees
wait for the customers
to come to their door
and at times business is slow.
but one,
the littlest,
has an out of the box idea.
he quietly
reclaims
lemonade
already sold
and pours it back
into the the pitcher
to resell again.
to the same captive audience.
—
“i’m a hustler, baby; i sell water to a well!”
― jay-z
all of the
grand babies
cousins
from
near
and
so far
meet in one box.
all on one continent together
for the very first time.
and it is a summit meeting
of the highest order
where they
talk about
important things
like
should we go climb in something else?
do you have squirrels or kangaroos where you live?
can you read?
how old will you be when it’s your birthday?
can you ride a bike?
does anyone know where my sippy cup is?
in an instant
they know
they are
all
one family.
I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars. E. M. Forster
waking up on their first morning here,
the aussie joeys begin their day,
amidst
junk food,
stuffed animals,
blankets
and
cartoons.
and
in the cottage
of their grandmother,
peaches
who loves them.
—
life would be perfect if:
Mondays were fun, junk food was healthy, drama didn’t exist,
and goodbyes were only until tomorrow.
– author unknown
happy birthday sweet baby girl
you are the last
of the grandbabies
six under six
to turn two
little r.
and your beloved dog, baron
and the rest of our family
will always watch over you
and look up to you
even if you are the youngest.
One of the virtues of being very young
is that you don’t let the facts get in the way of your imagination.
~Sam Levenson
and i couldn’t be happier.
part of my family lives down under.
and soon
they will be up top with us for a while.
and i will have my dream
of all of the daughters
and all of the sons in law
and all of the grand babies
in one place at one time.
and it is sure to be an adventure.
—
Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present, and future.
Gail Lumet Buckley