Saturday March 12 2016  AND EVERY HUG AND KISS

Oh my goodness!  I almost forgot to write a blog today!  Tonight of all nights, when the clock springs forward, is the night I forgot to write.  And now my morning is coming earlier and all I can think about is getting into bed.

Again, busy from sun up to right this very moment.  Picked up the grandsons this afternoon and I don’t think my feet have touched the floor since.  Just now corralled them into bed at 9:30 and when we wake up in the morning it will actually be an hour earlier than usual because of moving our clocks forward.  So be it.  WE HAD A GREAT TIME!

Dave was anchored to the house today because we had a tree trimmer here all day.  Dave didn’t want to leave with him here climbing into the heights of our oak tree and white birch tree.  We still have one very tall tree that leans toward the house that we are having removed. 

After collecting the boys from their home we had a couple of stops to make so I could pick up some things from Costco and Aldi’s and then headed out to DREAM PARK.  It is a kids paradise.  I like it too.  We played “tag” and it seemed that I was always it.  Too slow to get away when I tagged them and yet not quite fast enough to tag them very often.  It was a conspiracy!  I got a run for my money.  The boys had a blast.  Then we stopped by the gym where Dave and I work out because the boys wanted to see it inside.  It was very quiet there this evening and the boys had a good time looking at all the equipment.  Sometimes it takes so little to entertain two young boys!

After that we met Dave at Subway, came home and had a dessert of yogurt and fresh strawberries, watched a movie and finally got the boys settled in to sleepy town.

These two boy are the nicest little guys you would ever want to be with.  Everywhere we go together I always get compliments on their behavior.  And that praise goes to their parents.  It is just that they are so well behaved that I think it startles people to see two little boys behave so peacefully and courteously in public.  It makes them fun to be around.  And, being truthful, I think they just behave better for gramma when parents aren’t around.  But I don’t care why they do it, I am just thankful!  It always makes for a fun day. 

So that was my day.  A day worth it I must say.  Since we postponed our date for leaving on our trip, my first thought was that we could have the boys over this weekend if we could get an okay from their parents.  I think they were very delighted to give that okay.  As a working mom, and the wife of a law student, Amy probably needs more breaks than she gets.  And since Courtland uses every spare moment he has to study and write law papers, I think a reprieve from interruptions is always welcomed.  And besides, they received special permission to use a gift certificate which had expired on December 31^st of last year.  It never hurts to ask.  They simply did not have a moment in which they could squeeze in an evening out.  So they get a good time and we get to have the BEST time.

 

AND EVERY HUG AND KISS

By Kathleen Martens

March 12 2016

 

Busy from sun up

All the way to sun down.

A precious day of memories

Will be the rebound.

 

There’s never enough time

To watch children grow.

Or plant in their hearts

What you would like to sow.

 

Every little word

And every hug and kiss

Is tucked into my heart

Never with remiss.

 

Their peals of laughter

Reverberate in my heart,

The sounds echoing

Like the kiss of a dart.

 

Making a bulls-eye

That makes Gramma proud

As if floating through space,

On a soft white cloud.

 

I love the touch

Of sweet little hands

As the smooch of a kiss

On my cheek lands.

 

Makes the day worth it

For my coffers are filled.

Overflowing with love

That’s outwardly spilled.

 

How blessed am I

To have two little boys

That fill my heart full

With so many joys.

 

So sleepy.  I hope the words I have written tonight make sense.

I leave you with a poem which I wrote on May 4, 2010 about the little boy I once had.  I hope you enjoy my reminiscing.

 

I HAD A LITTLE BOY ONCE

Kathleen Martens

May 4, 2010

 

I had a little boy once

And my heart remembers so much.

From the earliest fluttering in my womb,

As well as the kicking and such.

 

Such a tiny baby born too early

With such a hope for life.

He struggled for each breath he took,

His beginning was filled with strife.

 

I had a little boy once

And I stroked his tiny feet,

His unseen eyes covered by gauze

To protect them from light & heat.

 

I had a little boy once

Who one day smiled at me

With sparkling brown eyes

He found my heart’s key.

 

I had a little boy once

Who crawled, walked and played.

And he gave his heart to Jesus

At four years old he simply prayed.

 

I think back to that time in life,

Unending questions and happy smiles.

All those memories of time and space,

They seemed unending miles.

 

 

I had a little boy once,

Each day sweeter than the day before.

The days did not last for ever

And oh how I long for more.

 

I had a little boy once

Who at my table did sup.

But that little boy is gone now…

He had the nerve to grow up!

 

Good night and God bless you.