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Little Ghosties

This past summer Tim grew gourds in the backyard.  When he planted the seeds he thought they were the types of gourds that are used for Purple Martin housing.  But they turned into the bottleneck gourds so we are just making bird houses out of them.  They grew in abundance and covered the back fence and were pretty in a messy kind of way.   

The grandkids came over this past weekend  – we’d been planning this for several weeks.  It’s been so darned cold or nasty outside that we only had a few ready.  Once you get them dried enough to hear the seeds shaking around like crazy, they need to be cleaned up.  Then you drill the hole in them and clean the insides.  Then each one must soak for 20 minutes in copper sulfate to kill bacteria, etc.  So we only had a few ready and I sure wish we’d had more because they were anxious to paint!! 

It was a perfect day for this because it was cloudy and rainy outside.  At least it was warm so between coats of paint we did go out and mess around.   They painted them and I hung them by their little strings in the laundry room on clothes hangers to dry.  Brightly colored gourds all lined up on the clothes rod dangling and swinging, bumping into each other, making funny noises, swapping paint spots.    Little ghosties. 

What’s funny about that is one weekend before Christmas I was painting up a bunch of them for gifts and hanging them in there to dry.  I didn’t notice that Rocksey wasn’t going in there at all.  That is where her food and water and bed are when we leave for work and she gets penned up for the day.  By Sunday afternoon I noticed she kept jumping up on the side of the tub and looking longingly (THAT should have been my FIRST clue) into the tub.  I walked by her later and saw her standing at the laundry room door staring at those gourds then eyeballing her water bowl.  She looked like she could use a drink.  (I recognized that look.) 

Then it hit me.  She’s scared to go in there!  I had about 8 lined up drying and to her I think they looked like little ghosties!  I picked her up and showed them to her and went “OOOOOOOO” and she about came unglued.  She had been fine while I was holding them to paint but she didn’t like them swaying around in her “room.”  So I moved them and the second I did, that poor little dog went in there and drank and drank and drank her water.  God, didn’t I feel bad.  Tim said he’d seen her standing in the doorway too looking in but didn’t know what to make of her. 

The kids worked on their gourds off and on all weekend, adding finishing touches and on Sunday Tim made a wooden stand to hang several of them on and took it to their house and put it in their backyard.  It turned out very pretty and the kids seemed very proud of themselves.  I know we were proud of them!  

I can’t wait to get more gourds ready for them to paint.  I want to hang them all over the yard and hope the birds use them for homes. 

 We’re also going to find out if birds like the color RED. 

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Stuck on Halloween

You want to know how to end a great Halloween night?  Take your grandkids, pile them in the back of the car with blankets and pillows and snacks and ride them down a long dirt road around midnight, during a full moon, just for the heck of it.  Then get the car stuck in the sand.  They’ll love it. 

We started off with a hayride through the neighborhood.  My niece, her two boys, and our three grandkids.  We had a blast!  Tim loaded a big trailer with hay, hooked it to the tractor, and off we went.  The kids loaded up with candy and wore themselves out climbing in and out of the trailer.  Halloween could not have come on a better night.  It was warm and beautiful and the moon was full and the people were generous with their candy.  My brother and his wife joined us, only they stopped at a friend’s house and stayed there to watch the Florida-Georgia game.  Go GATORS!!!  They said they have a better time watching the football games with them than they do with us.  Imagine that…LOL!!!! 

We all get back to the house, put on the music and dance around the pool and howl at the moon for a while.  Dana played the mouth harp, Tim played his guitar, the rest of us danced like fools.  Eventually, everyone leaves and the kids have taken a bath and Tim says, “Let’s go for a ride down the dirt road!”  You only have to tell me once, I’m always ready for dirt road rides on a full moon.

We took the pooch for good measure of course.  We crank up the music and we are all singing at the top of our lungs and we girls are taking turns sticking our heads out the moon roof and letting the wind blow thru our hair and acting like clowns.  At one point, I even climb up to the top of the car and sit with my legs dangling inside and pull my littlest granddaughter up with me.  She loved it as much as me.  Tim pulls over to step outside for a moment and that was when we got stuck. 

We all push and the tires spin and the car sinks right down to the frame in the front.  There is no moving this baby.  Luckily though, we see coming down the road a trailer full of people who are doing the same thing we are so they pull over and there are about 20 of them.  Everyone pushes.  The car won’t move.  It is down in wet sand and not budging.  It took a truck with a rope to haul us out of there.  I think the kids were getting worried.  They climbed back into that car pretty quickly once it got moving again.  Could have had something to do with the wild bear stories I was telling them, I don’t know…

We get home, pile up on the floor in front of the TV under blankets and I think we were all out within 15 minutes.  We sure had a good time. 

Kids make Halloween so much fun…I almost wish it came more than once a year.  Almost.

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Raving Rabbids – What????

Raving RabbidsI’m going to learn one day.  Give the grandkiddies money for their birthdays.  I am going to smack myself repeatedly in the head until I remember this.  This past Tuesday after work I flew over to Walmart to buy my granddaughter what she’d told my husband she wanted for her birthday.  He wrote down, “Raising Rabbits – TV”.  A Wii game.  I drive the 15 miles to a mall in J’ville that also has a Bed Bath & Beyond in it so I can kill two birds with one stone.  In Walmart, I’m struggling at the Wii aisle looking for Raising Rabbits.  Discover that it’s really Raving Rabbids.  Oh!  Okay!  Whatever!  Grab the game.  Drive the 15 miles back home – did I say that this was all thru a raging, horrible thunderstorm??  I’m so proud of myself that I’m actually early this year with at least one of the grandkid’s presents.  So today, I use my lunch hour to deliver the gift to her, I’d also bought her some bath toiletries.  She’s 11 and I think maybe she’d like some grown up stuff for a change.  She calls me around 11:15 saying the other two grandkids, younger than her, are making her crazy wanting to know if I’m going to stop and get them Happy Meals.  Uh..okay, I say, thinking, alright, if I leave here at 11:30 and haul butt, I can get to Mickey D’s and drop off everything and maybe only be a few minutes late getting back.  I spend 20 minutes in the line at McDorks.  I get to the kid’s house and unload everything.  Taa opens her gift package.  I have the wrong Raving Rabbids.  What? What????!!!  It says right on the back, Bunnie’s Gone Bad, which had already given me a start when I read that, but it was rated “Everyone” so I figure it’s okay.  But it’s not okay.  It’s not Raving Rabbids-TV.  Well, shoot, I thought when I read the TV on hubby’s note that it just meant be sure you don’t buy a movie version or something, heck, I don’t know what I thought but I sure didn’t think there were different versions of Raving Freaking Rabbid!! 

Taa looks at me with abject sympathy in her eyes.  Poor old Mema, she’s so out there somewhere…I ask her, why would you want the same game your friend has?  Why wouldn’t you want a different game??  Well, DUH, Mema, so we can play it here at my house!  I’m still trying to make sense of it…but what does an old lady know about tekky stuff anyway.  So now, it’s back to Squall Mart, return the durned wrong one, then on to Target to find the right one because I already know Wart Mart does not have the “TV version” of these crazy rabbits.   Ahhh grandkids…you gotta love them.  Money from now on.  I keep saying this…

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