Nana on the Job #4

Just a few pictures from today.



J decided to play in between the front door and the screen door.









M was putting extra effort into looking cute today.




It was garbage day and the boys brought in the trash can this evening.

Nana on the Job #3

Laurellee has pretty much summed up the past few days. Here are some pictures to go along with all that.

There was a bunny in the front yard when I looked out the bedroom window this morning. Evidently there are frequently bunnies in the yard. We also see squirrels and beautiful male cardinals by the back deck.

Yesterday J and A decided to be funny with some boots, the house is just to the right of the picture with the parade, the green area is called "the bowl" and is a short walk from the house. The village uses it for outdoor events, fireworks, band concerts, etc.

Nana on the Job #2

Well, the past two days have been mostly uneventful. Yesterday was mostly spent waiting for bedtime, as we (adults) were all pretty tired. I had not recovered from my sleep-deprived weekend and then spent quite a bit of time with little M on Tuesday night. Last night, I tried to get a jump on things, got to bed by 9:30 or so and then he also had an exceptionally good night and didn't need any grandma time.

Bean and Moo and I had a few rousing, rough-housing games of running, chasing and tickling our way through the living room and around through the hallway. No matter how many times I chased and caught them, they wanted to do it again. Fun boys.

Bean and I also went to the grocery store before lunch and resting time.

All is well here. Little M has lost a bit of weight, but is eating well and I expect he will be gaining it back pretty quickly.





Here are some pictures for today. J and A both like to eat their cookies frosting-side first. M doing what he does best these days. J and JC having baby time together.

Nana on the Job-#1

Today is day one of Nana on the Job. After sitting on I-15 at a dead stop on the way to the airport (thanks to my delay in getting out of the house), I made my flight and the rest of the trip to WI was uneventful.

Now that I am here, though, I have discovered a problem. I will have to be careful and remember to stifle the urge to giggle when out in public. The reason for this is the local accent. When I listen to the conversations around me, I just have the urge to giggle. I keep forgetting that everyone else here probably thinks my accent is the strange one.





As instructed, I have a couple of pictures of the new arrival and one his brothers.

"Ockit"

I need to confess. I have corrupted Little J.

Michael and Tomoko brought us some chocolate from Hawaii and this morning I was eating some (actually I was eating a lot of some). A little chip broke off of the piece I was eating and I offered it to J. He opened up his little mouth and I put in the chip, telling him it was chocolate. Immediately his trusting expression turned to one of bliss and he said "Mmm!" So cute!

Later I gave him another little chip and he immediately signed "more." Not long after that he was chattering "ockit, ockit?" When I took him out to the kitchen, I picked up a piece and held it to his mouth so that he could take a little nibble off of it. As most babies do, he kept leaning forward to get more of it into his mouth, and I kept scooting it back to try to keep the nibble small. Then he reached up, grabbed my hand and shoved it into his mouth for a lightening speed, good-sized bite of ockit. What a proactive little guy.

If you give a Bear a . . .

I've made the acquaintance of "Teddy" and "Sammy" this past week. Teddy is a small blue bear and Sammy is a large tiger/cat- the companions of Jonah and Tommy. Sammy is generally well-behaved but frequently makes his kitty comments. Teddy, however, has a few problems. He needed a small "freshen up" today because he got a few smudges last night that deeply concerned his boy, Jonah. Not really a problem this time, but I worry frequently about his safety and cleanliness and try to protect him. The real problem I have is with what is going on in Teddy's head.

There is a little bell in his head. It jingles with the slightest movement, which makes Teddy bad company in a motel room with other people. I wished I could give him a lobotomy or something, but then I remembered all of the "If I you give a . . . " picture books. I'm pretty sure if I give a bear a lobotomy, one thing will lead to another and I'll end up with something that doesn't resemble Teddy at all.