When did our grandson grow so old,
Wasn't it yesterday, paper airplanes we did fold?
He was the first to pull our heart strings,
To our lives, happiness he brings.
The fun I had as the years flew by,
Costumes, pajama's, boxers with panels five,
Quilts made to cover your bed,
You used for tents to cover your head.
Your fantastic curls and bright shining eyes,
Always filled with delight and surprise,
Made a gorgeous baby of you,
As you grow, girls' hearts you'll break, boo hoo.
Baking at Baba's when you were two,
Was something you really loved to do.
We were amazed at the attention you gave,
In this blog, the pictures we saved.
As a toddler it was lions you adored,
In your sweat pants suit with mane you roared.
Each year we looked forward, costumes to make,
It was worth all the time it did take.
As Captain Hook you dazzled,
Some days your parents' nerves you frazzled,
To us you were our angel with out wings,
We smiled at what your next antic brings.
To be an astronaut, one year you dreamed,
In the costume that year, it almost seemed,
You could travel to distant worlds,
With that idea you were thrilled.
Bat man was your super hero,
Others at that time drew a big zero,
That year, in a cape which criminals fear,
You played it in for months, to you it was dear.
(find batman here)
With your Zeda, conservation was the thing,
Building bird houses, the bluebirds to bring,
You worked with Baba when the customers arrived,
Selling pizza plants, helping them to decide.
(pizza plants were oregano)
(See bluebird house installations here)
Finally came the last year, costumes I would make,
I was really disappointed for goodness sake,
But you were grown up and in the tween years,
Costumes became passe, the idea out grown I fear.
(the last costumes for kids)
Now you'll be driving a car,
Grandparents will be worried from afar,
Please remember that seat belts rule,
And no cell phones while your foot's on the fuel.
If the car is in the go mode,
It's the time, your eyes are on the road,
Hands, always on the wheel,
Yes, this is a really big deal.
Making the decision to signal when you turn,
Is something you must diligently learn,
It is not just something that is polite,
It's lets other know if you're going left or right.
It will keep you from getting hit in the rear,
Protecting our grandson, who we consider dear,
No matter how good a driver you become,
Watch out for the mistakes of some.
Be a considerate driver when traffic's congested,
Do nice things, don't let anger be projected,
Show every one you're the better man,
Promote safe driving whenever you can.
How lucky we are to have a grandson like you,
Wish we were there to give you a hug or two,
Enjoy today, look forward to the rest of the year,
Baba and Zeda wish you Happy Birthday, to us you are dear.
Chronicling our adventures with a dumped Pit Bull Pup
who has become a hidden treasure (and his little sister)
A blog mostly about quilting,
cooking, poetry, prose and a little gardening,
Tutorial on how to make 5 panel Boxer Shorts.
Check out "A MYSTERY IN THE MAKING"
A mystery quilt designed with the novice in mind.
cooking, poetry, prose and a little gardening,
Tutorial on how to make 5 panel Boxer Shorts.
Check out "A MYSTERY IN THE MAKING"
A mystery quilt designed with the novice in mind.
blogs about the wildflowers on our farm
Organic methods we use, some cooking and some poetry,
blogs about Seed sprouting, insects, and garden pictures
an intro to baking for kids.
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