grandbaby j at his moment of reckoning
as he turns 4
and
makes a choice.
—
i can resist everything except temptation.
– oscar wilde
we went to
one of my grandie’s soccer games
his day to bring the snack
a variety pack
filled with all things crunchy and wonderful
he was really excited to share the treats
but worried
that his favorites would all be gone
i told him that it was important to offer them all
and then to eat whatever was left
but
he might be able to up the odds a little bit
by putting his favorites at the bottom of the box
that way he was more likely to have them left over
and he didn’t have to feel bad
because he had offered all of them to his team
if he was meant to have them
they would still be there
if not
it was nice of him to have shared them
i watched as he thought it over
and
carefully put his ‘puffy cheetos’ on the bottom.
after the game he shared the snacks
and was delighted to see
that amazingly
his favorites were still there.
my daughter said that this was probably
the advice he would remember most from me
not to be kind, to be fair, or to take turns
but rather,
to put your favorites in the bottom of the box,
offer them to your friends
cross your fingers
and
hope for the best.
nothing wrong with hoping for the best.
grandparents are there to help the child get into mischief
they haven’t thought of yet.
~ gene perret
once upon a time
a week or so ago
we read a famous old story
out loud
got very excited
to bake our own gingerbreads
imagined them to look like the pictures
everybody
worked so hard
and
finally
they were ready
and
the gingerbreads
were
really something special
even better
than we imagined
none of them
ran away
and
we all ate
happily ever after.
—
there is a peculiar burning odor in the room,
like explosives. the kitchen fills with smoke
and the hot, sweet, ashy smell of scorched cookies.
the war has begun.
– alison lurie
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image credit: toriavery.com
my friend/great mother of 5 active young children
is at it again –
the following quote was her post
yesterday on Facebook
and i think she’s great:
“Wishing I had a fairy godmother…
Or maybe just a cleaning lady (or man).
Kids are gross.
Nobody warns how gross they can be.
Do you know what words I uttered today? –
” Who peed in the toothbrush rinse cup”?
Honestly …. The struggle is real.”
-nm
—
her friend replied –
“i like that, but remember that time your twins peed in the cat litter?”
—
possibly my family holiday photo
—
i had my taxes done yesterday
by a woman
who has done them
for over 10 years.
while there
as always
we talked about
all that has happened since we last met.
this time however,
when finishing up
she casually asked:
‘for some reason the i.r,s, shows that you have 25 children
and i can’ t get it to delete. any life changes since last year?’
‘nothing of that magnitude, really,
at least not that i’m aware of.
but maybe that’s what all that commotion is in the lobby?’
we always enjoy our time together
but this really kicked it up a notch.
same time next year?
absolutely.
bureaucracy has more than a few quirks
and i so appreciate her
for helping me to navigate through the crazy system
and somehow try to make some sense of it.
my 25, could make this
the best year of deductions ever!
—
‘we’ll try to cooperate fully with the IRS, because,
as citizens, we feel a strong patriotic duty not to go to jail.
– dave barry
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image credit: edinphoto.org
a good friend and i
have decided to start
a local advice column
called, ‘trial & error.’
i’m trial, she’s error.
when people ask us what to do
our advice will mostly come
from a place of ‘what not to do,’
based upon personal experience.
perhaps someone will heed our advice,
though most likely they won’t.
that’s
how life is
and
how we learn.
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image credits: trialanderrorrecordings, google images