Letting the sprinkler do my job tonight. Taking time to catch up on my writing. Fishermen speeding back up the river to enjoy
their catch or swap lies? Porch is just
tolerable from this day of near 100s.
Birds and tree frogs happy with my sprinkler. Hope the plants will express their gratitude
by morning. Currently it’s a sad droopy
display.
Many of you have asked how I’m liking retirement. I’m fairing much better than my plants. Most of the hemisphere knows I have twin
grandsons—16 months old. Finally got
their superman capes finished. Velcro
and 4th of July T shirts.
Super easy. Thanks to idea of
Mumpsey in Birmingham. She has a year of experience on me in the grand
mothering world. Not sure if twins count
double like going to church twice on Sunday?
Back to capes. Boys don theirs
and prance around the room to the Superman theme. They can even hum some of it now. We are trying to learn it on the drum. #1 Hedgie Boy was pretty impressive with that
today in front of friends. His mom was taking
a nap so she will just say, “of Course, he did”, when she reads this. Hedge #2 can get his cape off
unassisted. I’m happy to say he still
has eyebrows. His favorite part of cape
wearing is sucking on the Velcro. Or so
it seems. I wish I could get in these
little heads some days. I could only
hope to discover they adore me half as much as I do them.
Paw has become “go Duke”.
They learned to say this during the NCAA tournament, which Duke
won. That’s for those of you who haven’t
seen DukeBoy recently. Now when they see
their Paw he is often “go Duke”. The
Duke hats in their Easter Basket reinforced this cuteness. If it’s possible that Paw could be more
smitten than me with these boys then I’d say he is.
They love our porch as much as we do. There are many hidey holes and lots of toys
to keep them interested. When it’s not
too hot most of our meals are here. Little BW loves this because the boys throw
food from their chairs. It’s great to
not have to vacuum. She’s not a fan of
fried okra though as evidently the boys aren’t either some days…sweeping. Otherwise the ants, that are smaller than the
grains of rice that the New Testament gets written on, come for a visit. I picked up what I thought was a large crumb
from the porch tablecloth. It was 1,
000, 000 ants. Those buggers bite too
especially if you interrupt their meal time.
Renewing friendships has occupied some of my retired time.
It’s great to have time to visit and not have to worry about what work I need
to catch up on. I’ve also taken up
something rather bizarre. Are you
sitting? I’m cooking some. I know…hard to believe??? Kind of fun.
Peace to all of you from the banks of the Hooch. Special
prayers for those facing losses of loved ones.
Karen Erwin-Brown is a stay-at-home Double Sughar to twin
grandsons. She spends her retirement
playing, gardening—picking up dead plants—in this heat, and enjoying beating
her husband at Canasta.
