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Tomorrow there will be remembrance posts about 9/11 and I was going to write one but tomorrow is also the day that Spencer (my six year old grandson) will be having kidney surgery and I will be preoccupied with that. I’m going to try to not worry. I can’t even be there with my daughter  (Tina) because it’s in the afternoon and I have to be at her house with the other kids who will be home from school by then. Luckily, my other daughter (Susie) volunteered to go to the hospital to be with Tina before I even asked her to. Yay for sisters and family!

It’s a three hour surgery. And of course, they probably won’t start on time so it may be late by the time I get any post-op word.  Can you tell I’m already nervous? I’m babbling!  Anyway, if you read this today or tomorrow, please hold a good thought and send positive energy!

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He’s a cute kid! I remember before he was born. I told myself I would not love him. There were lots of reasons but boy was I wrong! He’s very sweet and very thoughtful. He’s sensitive but also very tough. For the last three weeks, he keeps asking to come to my house and once he is here, he doesn’t want to leave. He even says he will go on errands with me, knowing that it will be boring. He’s also a good helper.

So before Christmas, I got an Amazon Echo Dot for their house. I have the original Echo here and have had it since it’s release years ago. I love it. It occurred to me that if there were an emergency, the boys can’t call me or anyone else. Their parent’s iPhones are password protected so they can’t use them. So I figured that if I got one for their house and taught them to say “Alexa, call Nana” or “Alexa call 911” they will be able to get help in case of an emergency. It also has games for the kids and tells them stories and jokes and looks up questions on wikipedia if needed. So I got it and they finally set it up. So now, at least five times a day, Alexa rings and says it’s a call from them. I answer it and it’s Spencer. He just calls to say hi! It’s very cute! I know he’s thinking of me when he calls in the middle of a show or a blog post or reading Facebook or listening to an audible book. It makes me smile. And when he comes tomorrow, I will teach him how to call for his mommy or his daddy if something happens to me and I need help, like the other day when I fell and it took me a while to get up by myself. I guess I should have called them but it didn’t occur to me. Now it will.

He’s a fixer. If something is broken, he takes it upon himself to fix it. He changes batteries and opens things up, like completely takes things apart, and fixes them or puts them back the right way if he can’t fix it. He’s four years old! I never get tired of his little voice saying, “I fix it, Nana. Let me. I fix it.”

Then there is the side that asks every time we are coming home in the dark, “Can we go see Christmas lights?” Even though we’ve told him over and over that Christmas is over until next year, he still asks. I have a light in the yard that he picked out after Christmas. It’s one of those laser type lights that has a moving function so that it looks like ripples in water. It’s just plain white. He loves it. But the other night, after my daughter told him one more time that Christmas is over, we drove into my driveway and he said, “Nana, turn off your light. Christmas is over!” Silly boy. The next night, he came over and did this:

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He took out my Christmas stuff and set it up, all by himself, and turned on the lights inside my dining room! So I guess Christmas isn’t over yet!

That Spencer is a special little boy. At least he is to us. He is different from his big brother and different from his baby sister. He’s himself and I guess I like it that way!

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Just me and my Spencer!

 

 

 

 

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For those of you waiting anxiously for another post about one of my silly grandchildren, this one’s for you!

Of course, it’s about Spencer. Some of you might recall that he’s four years old. He loves to come to see me and he follows me everywhere. He asks a lot of questions, as four year olds do. His older brother, Anderson, is seven and gets tired of having his little brother around all the time so sometimes Spencer needs just a little break from home when his brother is being mean to him or doesn’t want to play with him. Spencer is all action and Anderson is more into playing Minecraft or working on his Legos.

On these mini visits, Spencer comes for just a little while then suddenly wants to go home. That’s usually fine because they live so close to me and I can take him home. Sometimes, it’s not so fine because it’s one thirty in the morning. Yeah, he’s one of those that won’t go to sleep until he’s good and ready. He has a routine on these visits. He comes to shop but we don’t know until he gets here. I think we need to teach him to tell us when he just wants to come shop.

Shopping at Nana’s house goes something like what he did last night: It takes him half an hour to get read to come then we drive over (about two minutes). He walks in the house and the clue that it’s a shopping trip is that he doesn’t immediately take off his shoes and jacket. So he walked in the house, looked around, sat in front of the heater. My heater went out last month and I don’t have the thousands of dollars to replace it so I bought room heaters and the one in the living room is one of those that looks like a fireplace. So Spencer sat in front of it for about two minutes then got up and said, “Nana, I think I’m going to need a little bag.” Bingo! It’s a shopping trip. I had a little shopping bag ready for him because I have learned that the bigger the bag, the more he takes home. He walked around the house (I have to follow so I know what he’s taking) and grabbed candy for him and for his brother and then went to the fridge and asked me to give him the pink milk and the brown milk (Nestle’s strawberry and chocolate individual containers). He went to my craft table and grabbed a color pencil that writes in five or six different marbled colors, a pencil sharpener, and a notepad.

Then he said, “I think I ready to go my house, Nana.” So off we went.  We got in the house and he gets his brother to come see what he got at Nana’s and he dumped the back in the middle of the floor!

Of course, a lot of what he takes with him ends up back here, thankfully. I’ve learned not to argue with him. He has taken things like my scented wax melts, my headphones, my mini voice recorder, and on and on. My daughter usually grabs the stuff when he’s not looking and puts it in another bag and hands it to me the next time I go.

These visits we call “shopping trips.”

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Maya is eight months old and has two big brothers. Anderson is seven and Spencer is four. So when I am talking to her or singing to her, I tell Maya that Spencer is the Little Big Brother and Anderson is the Big Big Brother. They both love their little sister and they try to help with her. Anderson was afraid of her at first and not really bonding with her but once she started to smile and make eye contact and giggle and laugh, at around five months, he came around and loves her. Spencer has loved her bonded right from the start.

Last night, I was babysitting all three of them while their dad worked and their mom made an appearance at a Halloween costume party. The boys were pretty hyper but Maya was fine. She watched them running and jumping and was enjoying it. Then when I got them to calm down and Anderson fell asleep, Maya became over tired and restless and in pain from teething.  She has her two front teeth and is working on a third so she was very uncomfortable. After a couple of hours of not wanting to be in arms, in her swing, in her bouncer, or anywhere else because of her discomfort, as I sang to her I said something about how her teeth were bothering her. I make up songs as I go along and just throw in a whole lot of nonsense so this song was about how she should go to sleep and how I wished I could do something for her pain.

Spencer had taken a long nap in the late afternoon so he was still awake and he heard me. He got up and went into the kitchen and dragging a chair from the dining room. He’s a climber so I was afraid he’d hurt himself and called from the other room asking what he was doing. He answered that he was getting something for Maya. I walked around the corner to check on him and he was on top of the counter getting a box down. I noticed it was the box that his mom and dad keep over the counter medicines. With the crying baby in my arms, I went over and asked him to put it away. He said, “Just a minute. I’m finding something for Maya’s teeth. Mommy has medicine for her in here.” He kept picking up boxes and looking at the labels as if he knew how to read then putting it back when it wasn’t what he wanted. In the end, he didn’t find the right thing so we put the box back and went back to the living room.

It made my heart melt that he wanted to help his sister and knew there was something there that we could use to help and that he decided to take matters into his own hands to find something. He’s a good little big brother!

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Spencer is very independent. He’s a “fresh” four year old (his birthday was in April). He still has delayed speech but is much better. We can understand what he says, although we sometimes can’t figure out what he means by it. He gets what he wants all on his own if you don’t get it for him. He will carry chairs or ladders to climb onto the counters or tables to reach things. He goes to the fridge and helps himself to what he wants from it or from the freezer.

One thing that is great is that he will dress himself and put his shoes on all by himself. His seven year old brother doesn’t always do that so we’re pleased that Spencer does it. However, he puts everything on backwards! All of his shirts go on backwards and he also puts his shoes on the wrong foot. He won’t let us fix his shirt or his shoes. He’s consistent and insistent with the shirts but we can sometimes get him to let us fix his shoes or he’ll do it himself.

Yesterday evening, I took him to the park and was not surprised to see all of the parents smiling when they saw his backwards shirt! I’m not sure if they thought his crazy grandma had done it or if they realized he had done it himself. I guess I don’t really care what they thought. I almost wanted to go up to them and say he had dressed himself but then I figured I really didn’t care what they thought!

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My backwards boy scrubbing the fridge for me.

The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent at Trent’s World the Blog. Go check it out and maybe share a smile with us?!

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I know I just posted a #WeeklySmile post a couple of days ago but that was for last week so this is for this week. I have them saved up!

Last week, I stayed with two of my grandsons while their parents took and ill-advised trip to the coast and got caught in heavy snow with no tire chains. But that’s a different part of the story. Because it was snowing, we couldn’t get out except to walk to my house to get a change of clothes and some snacks for the boys (and a bottle of wine for me but shhh don’t tell anyone that part). For the most part, we stayed indoors and the boys, 3 and 6, have their own electronics that entertained them. I did manage to get the little one, Spencer, away from his iPad (passed down to him from his mom when she got a new one after five years) to play a couple of games that I had taken over. I thought they were totally bored with me. However, after their mom and dad got home and I was leaving, Spencer ran up to me, wrapped his arms around my legs and said “Stay. Stay.” When I said I had to go home, he said, “Wait. Two minutes. Wait.” He didn’t want me to leave without him. His “two minutes” is how he asks for me to wait while he gets clothes to come with me. I managed to get away from him and made my way home. It made me smile that he wanted to come home with me.

The next day, I had the older one here because he wanted to stay with me to watch another Harry Potter movie so he came and spent the night. The next day, he slept in and then we did a little school work (it was Saturday so we didn’t do a full day of work, just a little bit). His mom or dad was supposed to come pick him up. He was here most of the day and then about 4, I heard Spencer at the door. He and his dad had walked to my house to get Anderson. They brought a little plastic snow sled thingy so they could be pulled back home. Spencer was already settled in place on the little sled and his dad started to pull him toward home when he jumped off and ran toward me saying “come, come” and calling me toward him with his little mittened hand. I said I couldn’t go because I didn’t have snow clothes so he left, grudgingly. I settled on the couch to open the laptop, which I hadn’t had a chance to do in about four days! Then, about ten minutes later, I heard little feet on the porch. It was Spencer! They had made it all the way home and he had jumped off of the sled and ran all the way back to my house with his dad and brother trying to catch up to him. He had come back for me, again telling me, “Come, Nana. Come. Pease. Come.” I love/hate when he says “pease” because it’s so cute yet so difficult to turn down. But I didn’t go. I was tired and my back hurt and I really don’t have any snow clothes. So he left on the sled again.

It makes me smile that he wants me with him all the time. When I am over at their house and we are all there, his mom and dad and the boys, he’s so happy. To him, we all belong together in one house. When I try to leave, he wants me to stay and if that fails, he wants to go home with me. It makes me smile just writing this and thinking about it.

The #WeeklySmile is a weekly blog link-up hosted by Trent on his blog. Come see what we are smiling about and maybe you will share a smile with us!

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