Wrestling with Grandma by Janet Jones
What an incredible, beautiful year 2014 was! Pam and I both became grandparents for the 3rd time! So here on the last day of 2014 we leave you with a small tribute to our little ones…
Wrestling with Grandma
Little hands, little feet
Chubby cheeks, hair so sweet
Belly laughs from ones so little
Screams of joy—me caught in the middle.
Our makeshift tent surrounds us all
Hung over the couch, the sheets always fall
But it’s part of the game when catastrophe happens
“Crash!” one of us yells as we tumble with passion.
“Again! Again!” is the battle cry
And we scramble back up as I wonder why
I risk these old bones with such rough play
But the sound of giggles never fails to sway.
I gather up sheets and grandchildren too
Untangling the mess we’ve gotten into
If only life was so easy to solve
Just pick up the little ones—throw a sheet over us all.
As usual beautiful
Live well
Love well
Get your book published
I miss you both so much
Love to all
Desiree
Miss you two, RCB! And hope 2015 is a wonderful year for you–Love and Best Wishes and Happy New Year!
Pam
That is a great poem Janet of the Grandkids. I know how you feel have lot of them too. I love them all and still more coming. It is Great having a large family that we have.
Love
Mom
Thanks Desiree and Mother! And yes, I love our large family and being a Grandma is wonderful!
Janet
Glad to have provided you with poetic inspiration. We’ll be over again soon to mess up your house, eat all your food, and make you take care of the kids!
Anytime Stephany!
Love,
Mom