Jingle Bells

It's amazing that it has been a year since my last Christmas' post about my overnight with Satchel. That year Ike was in Mexico. This year, last night to be exact, I had both boys for some Christmas adventure. I made reservations in October to take them on a carriage ride to view decorated, lit up houses. It was cozy and comfortable, a thrilling moment when we heard the jingle bells of the harnesses approaching. The ride itself was an hour long, which I found to be a bit too long for 4 year olds. But they had fun with Jack, the driver. (Mostly talking about horse poop and where it went and who had to clean it up.)

We had blankets and I brought a hot water bottle for each boy. Today we have the beginnings of rain, so we were very lucky with a calm, clear, and VERY cold night for a ride.

Luckily we went out for dinner beforehand, because since the first ride wasn't until 6:30, the boys were sound asleep before I had gone a mile toward home. When we got home Camille had their special bed made on the living room floor next to the Christmas tree. She helped me get them into jammies and neither of them woke up completely. Both squinted their eyes open a bit, grinned slightly and went right back to sleep.

This morning began early, of course, because whomever opened their eyes first saw his cousin and that was it. I stumbled out when I heard them and Satchel said to me, "Look Busha, morning is coming up." And Ike said, "Busha, my tummy is asking you it's hungry."

So, what else, but Busha's best pancakes ever, and a lot of morning play. They played Ted and Cy, the horses from last night, they played sword fight and they played Rudolf and Santa. Luckily they wanted me to be Jack. So I got to say, "Walk!" again and again when it got too rowdy and I only sounded like Jack and not a cranky grandma.

The life of a Grandmother is pretty amazing. Pretty fun. Happy holidays.

Comments

[tracey in Ohio]

Adorable! :-D

[naomi dagen bloom]

ron and i delighted in your dream about us. what a treat to find your comment at my blog. as we drove to visit local grandchild, our talk was on the different in people west and east coast.

'cuse me, that's too general. my real intent is to marvel at the life you lead and how it inspires my own fantasies about alternative grandparenting. so much warmth and love in your adventures. thanks again for sharing your dream. love having it there to read many times more.

yours with many wishes for a peaceful future for all our children, naomi