Friday, March 27, 2015

Five Things Friday (Really, Five Grandchildren, Not Things, But!)

A few months ago, I posted about how much I loved the communications technology that keeps my grandchildren close. And having been cooped up on my own this week, sick, I appreciated it even more, getting doses of the best medicine via my iPhone. I added a few new videos to my Happiness file -- a 2-year-old dancing, a 7-month-old just mastering her crawl, same 7-month-old convulsed in laughter at her dad scolding the cat. And I added new photos to Nana's Brag Screensaver. Mind if I share?
1. Eloise of the big, big eyes, concentrating on her main job, gaining weight, which she's doing admirably well.

2. Frankie, the newly mobile Baby who loves to laugh.

3. Hattie, who helped Granddad baby-sit Frankie one day last week (Is it okay for me to admit how envious I am that he can do this while I have to be at work? I know, I know, only a few more weeks of that. . . )





















4. Not everyone communicates solely through their phones and dataplans, however. Some still participate in the wonderfully sensory world of snail mail -- real correspondence. Small fingers sounding out words and printing them, then adding illustrations. The words require some sensitive decoding but ah, the delights revealed include poems and jokes and clapping hands (more precisely, at the end of the poem's first line was an instruction: Klap 2 tims, and a drawing of a hand, for those whose reading skills might be weak). All inside a richly patterned (peacocks and fans and flowers, greens and coral and gold) notecard and its matching envelope, so that I know my daughter held both her mother and her daughter (yes, Nola, 6) together in her mind while choosing and buying it. Priceless.
5. Will be here very soon. I'm trying to finish this blanket first.

 Not sure if I'll give it to the new arrival or let his big sister have it and begin another for him.
Watch this space. . . .

And after a night of little sleep, checking text messages through the night, I'm updating to add that wee Fergus has arrived, two weeks early. I'm hoping to catch the early ferry and meet him a bit later this morning -- also hoping the combo of bliss and adrenaline will compensate for a night's lost sleep after a week of illness. Can't wait to meet Hattie as a big sister!

21 comments:

  1. How wonderful ! Congratulations to you all .
    Fergus is never going to be short of playmates !

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    1. Thank you, and no, he's certainly not!

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  2. It seems that Hattie was just born and now she's a babysitter and a big sister! Congratulations on another little sweetie!

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    1. Thanks, Madame. It just races by, doesn't it!

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  3. Congratulations! Another sweet baby. I love the description of Nola's note. I wish we could clone her!

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    1. Thanks, Marie. Glad you Enjoyed that description. I debated sharing a photo of the note, but it seemed to betray an intimacy. Putting my enjoyment of it in words felt more respectful, somehow.

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  4. What a wonderful time in your life, so much joy!

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  5. I agree with Lisa's sentiments...an abundance of riches!
    Congratulations! Fergus is a sturdy sounding name...

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  6. Congratulations - another joyful arrival

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  7. Overflowing joy! Congratulations.

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  8. Joy!!! What wonderful news and a grand name!

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  9. Oh, yet another adorable name! Congratulations.

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  10. Goodness! Another...what joy. And a chap! Have fun cuddling all and sundry.

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  11. Isn't it wonderful, this rush of new humanity? We have two new babies expected this summer to add to the four grandchildren. Wonderful.

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  12. Thanks so much for celebrating my good news with me so generously. We're a bit overwhelmed by our good fortune, quite honestly, and my relief has revealed all those possible worries I'd kept to myself. So happy to have moms and babes thriving, dads so wonderfully supportive.

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    1. It is the universal concern of grandmothers. So glad all is well. I am up to my ears in foir little ones and acres of Alberta March-mud. What did our mothers do before heavy duty washers and dryers?

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  13. Babies, and blankets and so much joy and yes, LPC, said it, richness. Such wonder to be found. Enjoy.

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