Christmas glitter, In my hair,
On the chair, Everywhere.
Cookie crumbs and icing blobs
on the floor sweep some more.
Socks and mittens gone astray
Boots and gym shoes in the way.
Towels and wash cloths in the bath
Band aids for the aftermath.
Family room trashed; no one to blame
Pillows and tablets and video games
Gallons of milk and snacks devoured
Exhaustion creeps in after every hour.
Swim at the Y and bicycle rides
Climb to the haymow; explore outside.
Check the ice on the pond; Be Careful I shout-
I don’t really wish to fish you both out!
Pizza for dinner. View Christmas Lights.
Grandma is smiling. Time for goodnights!
Snuggle together
Hugs and Kisses.
After they’re gone, that’s what Grandma misses.
Retired Ruth 
a very pretty poem…!! 🙂
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Wonderful writing, Ruth. It’s so wonderful to have time with grandchildren. We finally figured out FaceTime (a week ago), and I can see our granddaughter in Texas that way. But glitter and icing blobs in person are so much better! 🙂
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FaceTime sounds great. Even though mine aren’t that far away, I should look into that. The mess is definitely worth it!
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Sorry I have been AWOL. I’m blogging again, with two new blogs. One for photography and one for genealogy!
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Good luck keeping up with all that!
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Reblogged this on MKG- Memories-Keepsakes-Gifts and commented:
This is what a Grandma feels …said so well by retiredruth…
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the best of times…and yes, she is a real doll…
your poem was perfect in describing what a Grandma feels …
Isn’t it great we have had this experience!
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I knew you would connect to this…. thanks for the reblog.
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Lovely! It sounds like a great weekend. I miss having really little ones around, but we get to enjoy it again when our neice and nephews come to stay.
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I really loved that! I think I have some time before a get my grandkids but I’m so excited I bought a pop up book yesterday for the grandkids I don’t even have yet.
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Just don’t forget where you put it!
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Poignant and soooo true! My mother used to say, “Be careful what you wish for,”as I commented over the toys all over the floor, the hectic pace of keeping up with a wee one. What I would give to have the beautiful disorder of a child, back in my daily life! It is way too quiet without a child about. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem.
x
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I have always thought there is something wrong with ” How Life Works”
When you are a parent, it’s usually the busiest time of your life with careers, etc. So the additional responsibilities of parenting can be overwhelming. Now here i am retired, with much more time and the kids are grown and don’t need me as often.
Thank goodness for the occasional visits and weekends and school activities that grandchildren provide!
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beautiful disorder…. perfect description.
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Oh wow, this is so wonderful, Ruth! What an adorable little pixie she is! God bless you BIG–love, sis Caddo
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Thanks! She is pretty special to us. Bless you too!
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As one grandma to another, my thoughts exactly (but you do better poetry). I miss all the festive laughter, talks at the big table and the love that fills this house. It is almost too quiet right now. 🙂
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There is never a happy medium. Too much chaos or too much quiet!
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So very cute!
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Thanks! Now you know what “stirs my soul!”
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🙂
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Perfectly delightful!
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Thanks and blessings to you for a delightful comment!
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Excellent!! You make me want to be one someday!
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you are gonna love it!
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Yes- it’s chaos when they’re here and way too quiet when they leave. Lucky you to get them overnight– we ‘re waiting for that!
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It’s worth the wait!
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Aw . . . .
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🙂
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