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A lot of things made me smile this week but things haven’t worked out so that I could write them up until now. That’s because I’ve had a particularly bad time, health-wise, and ended up back on pain killers and muscle relaxants when I had stopped needing them. With luck, that’s over and it will be better, although I seem to be overdoing things and ending up in pain again but I am going to try to do less for the next few days.

As usual, most of my smiles have been courtesy of my grandchildren! Kids really do liven things up and make me happy.

Anderson and Spencer are used to going to the park with me several times a week but I haven’t been able to take them (still not driving) since about a week before my surgery and that was over five weeks ago! Spencer keeps asking me if I can take him some place and I keep saying I can’t drive yet. He couldn’t understand why I couldn’t drive because I was back from the hospital where they had “made nana feel better.”  One day he saw the incision with all of the staples still in there. After that, he understood. Every time he saw me he would ask me to show him my “owie” and I would let him see it and he would say something about no driving yet. Then he went with me to get the staples out and thought I would be able to drive him right away but he saw that I was still using my cane and still in pain so he waited. I didn’t see him for two days and then when I saw him, he ran up to me and pulled my shirt up so he could see my “owie” and said it was better but “I going to wait til that part has no more tape then you can drive and take me somewhere.” That made me smile. I didn’t have to say anything, he just knew it wasn’t time yet.

Then there was Anderson (7 years old) who no longer likes to hug me or let me hug him but when he didn’t see me for three days, he ran up and hugged me! Another smile!

And Maya who is just six months old made me smile when she practically jumped out of her swing when she heard my voice and wouldn’t settle down until my daughter brought her to me to hold as I sat on the couch (still am not supposed to pick up anything over ten pounds and she’s close to twenty-five).

On Sunday, there were lots of smiles when we all met my son at a nearby park. He lives three hours away but they came to the area to go rafting and we were able to sneak in a short visit before they headed back to Seattle. What was so special about that? Well, for the first time, all four of my grandchildren were in the same place at the same time! That’s pretty smile worthy. We had a good but short visit. One year old Mati was pretty tired and ready for his nap as was Maya so we cut it short but it was a successful meeting of the cousins!

There were other smiles this past week. Some came from old friends who dropped notes or sent emails to check in with me and my progress on the road to recovery. The “old friends” especially make me smile when I think how far we’ve all come from the days we knew each other in high school!

Those were my smiles for the week, at least some of them. What were yours?

The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent at Trent’s Place. Stop in and see what is making others smile and maybe share one of yours?

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I had not been out of the house since coming home from the hospital a full week ago. My daughter said she would take my mom and I to dinner last night but she had so much running around that she fell asleep when she got home so it was late before we went to dinner. Luckily, we had some leftovers to keep us going!

When she came to get us, it was her and Spencer, the four year old. We headed toward the restaurant, not far from here, at about 8. By then there was no traffic and my daughter remarked how light the traffic was. When we left the restaurant (after a truly delicious dinner) we decided to go to the grocery store to get a few things Mom and I needed for meals here at home. After, my daughter said she had promised Spencer a frosty drink from Wendy’s which is across the street from the grocery store.

We got to Wendy’s and got in the drive-thru line. There were three cars ahead of us when we ordered. Not three minutes later, there were two cars ahead of us as we waited when Spencer sighed loudly. I asked him what was wrong and he said, “Me no like it when we’re in heavy traffic like this!”

We all cracked up! That was my smile this week. I’ve a few of them but this was the most recent one.

I’m heading to my daughter’s house as soon as she comes to get us in a couple of hours because she has AC and I don’t. We’re currently at 83 degrees (28 C) at ten in the morning and headed for 106 degrees (41 C). So we’re off to try to stay cool. I’m sure the afternoon with the grandchildren will provide many more smiles.

What made you smile this week? Head on over to Trent’s blog for more smiles!

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This has been a really tough eight weeks. Monday’s news was pretty much devastating. I shared it here and on Facebook. I needed the support and I needed to feel like I am not alone.

And my friends and family came through. Aside from all of the comments and well wishes and prayers, I also got some phone calls and emails and private messages from long time friends. We shared some sad words but we also laughed at some of the old memories. That’s what I needed. I needed that link to people: friends, family, and even strangers. Because I live alone and because I don’t want to burden my kids with this, I’ve not really discussed all of this with them, at least not past telling them what the doctor said. I don’t want to see them break down and I don’t want to break down in front of them. So I keep silent except here and on Face Book.

That’s what I need: to feel loved and supported. It made me smile. That’s the key. I’ve always been one to make lemonade out of life’s lemons and I’ll continue to do that. I know it will bring me more smiles and a single smile is worth all the chemo in the world.

 

The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent over on his blog. Why not stop by and check it out. There will be other smiles posted. Maybe you’ll want to share one of yours?

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Spencer who is four, loves to make everyone laugh. I know that when he gets to school, he’ll be the class clown.

Last week, my daughter had a mystery shop assignment at the food court at the local mall and she asked me to go with her and the kids so I went along. Spencer was wearing shorts with an elastic drawstring which he proceeded to play with and ended up pulling it up over his head. The result was pretty funny and we all laughed. When we got home, he continued to do it and then he put his little sister’s Bumbo seat over his head like a hat and posed for me. Pretty funny stuff. See for yourself!

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The #WeeklySmile is hosted by Trent. Go on over and check out some other smiles. Maybe you’d like to share one of yours?

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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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A couple of weekends ago, I was invited to Seattle to my grandson’s first birthday party. I was excited to be able to share the day with them. I invited Anderson, my oldest grandson, to make the trip with me. He loves going places with me (when he was three he went on a road trip with me, all the way from Portland to Riverside, CA., just the two of us).

We left on Friday morning and drove back on Sunday afternoon (it’s about a three hour drive). We weren’t the only overnight guests. My daughter-in-law’s best friend and her two boys (ages 3 and 5 months) were also there. Although Anderson is way older than them, he really enjoyed playing with them. He’s used to playing with younger kids and being gentle with them. When he got bored, he would go downstairs to watch TV on the big TV down there, or play Minecraft. He kept himself entertained. We were all pretty impressed with how well he played with the little kids and how well he behaved.

When we were saying our goodbyes, he said thank you for having him over and that he had a good time. My daughter-in-law told him that he was welcome to go back and visit anytime. He asked when and she said again, “anytime.”  We got in the car and headed for the freeway and not twenty minutes later he says, “Nana, Sarah said I could come back anytime.” I nodded and said that he had been very good and that was why he was welcome to come back anytime. Then he cleared his voice and said, “You know Nana, I was thinking I want to go back. How about tomorrrow?!”

That was my smile. I keep thinking about it. It seems so easy to him to jump in the car and be there three hours later. I’m glad he had a good time and that he was so well behaved and that he is welcome “anytime,” but not tomorrow. I think we’ll wait a bit!

The Weekly Smile is hosted by Trent ant Trent’s World the Blog. Go check it out and do some smiling!

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I have been pressed to find smiles, or smiles I’ve wanted to write about, i the past few weeks. I’ve been trying to come up with smiles that aren’t grandchild related but I have come to realize that most of my smiles DO come from those grandchildren.

This weekend was not great. I got word that my son was in a car accident but is okay, which is more than can be said about the car. But at least he’s okay. Then the next day came word of the death of their dog, one of their dogs, Bear. Although he was past his life expectancy, it still came as a shock as he’d not been ill. But I will write some “Bear Smiles” later in the week or for next week.

A few days ago, my son-in-law finally came to replace my thermostat which had been sitting here since the baby was born almost six weeks ago. I’ve been dealing with no heat in our very cold winter. Finally, my daughter got after him and he came that night. Spencer came with him when he came to replace the thermostat. So those were the first two smiles, a new thermostat and a grandson visit.

He was sitting watching his dad work on the thermostat and I asked him “How is Maya today?”

He answered right away with an annoyed look. “Bad.”

“Maya is bad? Is she sick or is she a bad girl?” I chuckled thinking it silly that a six week old could be a bad girl.

“Bad girl. Cry, cry, cry. Five times. Crying.” He held up all five fingers on both his hands. “Maya cry five times. Cry. Cry. Cry. Five times. Crying. Maya bad.” He shook his head and grimaced.

That really made me crack up! I told him babies cry because they need something and can’t talk. I told him maybe she was hungry or sleepy when she cried.

“Yes. Hungry. Maya ate baby milk and then no cry.”

Those were my smiles this week. Pretty good ones, I’d say!

The #weeklysmile is a blog link up hosted by Trent at Trent’s World. You should go check it out. Maybe you can share a smile with us!

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Two Fer #WeeklySmile

Life has been hectic and full of emotions for the past couple of weeks. I’ve not been feeling well so I owe some smiles. Here’s two for you.

Last week, the baby came home from the hospital. I had the boys and my daughter asked if I could keep the boys until they got home and settled. When she finally called to bring the boys, I brought them over and found her on the couch with the baby sleeping on her. The boys took a look. Anderson is not into the baby so he left right away. Spencer was smitten. When I finally got my turn to get up close to her, I saw that under the blanket Maya was wearing a red and pink outfit. I held my breath. Could it be? I asked Tina what she was wearing and she said, “Let me show you.” She unwrapped the blanket and turned her around to face me. Just as I had guessed. It was the same outfit that Tina wore home from the hospital in 1985! I had saved it for years but had lost track of it. Tina had it. And she had thought enough ahead to take it with her to the hospital. Along with the tears and the lump in my throat, there were smiles.

The next day, I went over to get Anderson for school. Spencer was trying to help his mommy and he kept trying to put the breast pump on her. She kept saying no. So he grabbed it and put it on his dad! Dad had to explain that he doesn’t have any milk to pump. Spencer looked at me and I immediately shook my head and said I didn’t have any milk either. He was a little confused and kept saying the baby needed milk. We were all laughing then. Kids!

#WeeklySmile is a blog link-up hosted by Trent. Go on over and share a smile or two.

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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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mileSo I have been trying to keep up with blogging but it has been difficult since the first of the year. I especially wanted to post my weekly smiles because they’re fun. Didn’t happen.

Today, I will bring you a couple of my smiles from the past couple of weeks.

First, there was the realization that I had ThermaCare back wraps! I have been having excruciating pain for the better part of three weeks. Usually, sitting with a heating pad helps but if I need to move around, that’s a problem. Years ago, I used to use ThermaCare wraps when I had to drive from Los Angeles to Santa Cruz (when I visited my son in college). They were great because they provide warm therapy, not the icy cold stuff from some heat patches. And they wrap around you like a belt and secure with velcro. The package says eight hours of heat but I have gotten upwards of fourteen hours. I love them. They are pricey so not to be used daily. I had stopped using them because they no longer fit around me. That was when I had gained all of the weight from that nasty fluid filled cyst I had to have removed in 2015. They had been put away because they didn’t fit. A couple of weeks ago I found them, a stash of about six. And they fit! I was so happy! I used them and saved the last two for those days when I have to go out. That was actually two smiles!

Then there was yesterday’s smile. The background is that when Anderson was little and we used to go out to eat, I would ask him to hand me “two pink” which meant two packets of Sweet N Low. I started doing it to reinforce colors and numbers when he was just about two years old. If he gave me the wrong color, I would remind him. If he gave me more than or less than two, I would gently tell him so. That was a few years ago. He’s now six. Then came along Spencer. He’s three. The reason I started doing the same with him is that he often needs to be distracted from less than positive behavior so I redirect his attention. So, on Sunday, my daughter texted me that they were gong to Costco and asked if I needed anything. I said no. A little while later, I got this from her:

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He was trying to buy me a huge box of 10,000 Splenda packets. They didn’t have Sweet N Low.

That was my smile this past week. That little one always makes me smile. I have a couple more of his smiles but I’m going to save them for this coming week because we’re snowed in and tomorrow we will be iced in. That means I most likely will not see Spencer for a few days until the snow, ice, and flooding are under control.

#WeeklySmile is a weekly blog link-up hosted by Trent. Come check out our smiles and share one of yours!

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