Saturday, February 14, 2009

In Absentia


The next week will be filled with crayons and markers, sleds and snow pants, creative cooking and bedtime stories. My two grandchildren (ages 8 and nearly 6) will be staying with me in my little cottage. We have all sorts of plans, all of which may change on a whim. It's too early to garden...



(they'll just have to come back in May!) but that won't keep us indoors. We have plans to visit the farm next door to check on the cows and the sheep and make forays into the henhouse for eggs. We'll trek up and slide down the hill I played on as a child, visit relatives, and invite the kids next door over to make some crafts. We'll get up early and stay up late, have macaroni and cheese for breakfast if we feel like it, and pancakes for supper. We'll call my son and his wife every evening to say how noisy we've been and they'll tell us how quiet it is there. If I don't show up here too often in the next few days, it just means I'm having too much fun being a kid again.

10 comments:

Flea said...

How cute are those photos!
Lucky little people to have a Grama like you. Enjoy the time. from AD :-)

Anonymous said...

What absorption in the task from both. Enjoy the journey backwards!

Roberta S said...

Pauline, this is going to be a wonderful week. "Joy walks in when grandchildren come. I know you're going to have as many laughs as they will.

marie-antonette said...

how fun!! soak it up because these are the moments that are priceless!!

thanks for sharing...

Barbara said...

I think you should make play dough with them. It was always a hit with my children. What a fun visit to look forward to!

Lee said...

Time well spent!

meggie said...

You will all have fun together! Enjoy every moment!

herhimnbryn said...

Sounds perfect.

Unknown said...

A wonderful place to be. Let the children know that Grandma is just a big kid herself. Treat the week as if is the best time of your life because you know it is. Mac and cheese for breakfast that is just grand.

Peter Bryenton said...

Go, Granny, go.