Kids of Summer

Say hello to Haylen and Cole. They are grandkids #4 &5 in the line. These are the kids that get to hang with me for a week + after their parents leave. They are my chance for "do overs". When Kate and Dan were small - this age I was too wrapped up in other things. Not work related but extracurricular. I mean really it would have been nice to be a stay at home mom, but, insurance is a high priority. Anyway I was into volunteering at that time and in between that and trying to keep house I didn't get to play too much.

Haylen is like a 4 foot piece of velcro. That kid sticks to me like glue. She's up for anything with barely a complaint. I had the opportunity to sit next to her on her first ever big peoples ride at 6Flags, it was Batman and I can still hear her scream. I was abit afraid that I would lose them at the park since I haven't been around little ones for years. NO problem that kid was next to me the whole day, well that week for that much.

Cole is 9 and with that age comes all the boy stuff. Dead things, blowing things up. Blood and gore it's all cool for Cole at this age. I think he worries too much. Unlike his sis (who lives just for the second) Cole is thinking about the future. He likes old Metal Music won't have much ok anything to do with the Jonas Bros (I'm secretly glad about that). I learned one thing about him. DO NOT let him talk you into playing battle on GH. He knows the cheat codes and it's almost impossible to beat him then, but I did once. It took me several times and when it did happen I did gloat. He had it coming. He a really neat kid and after you answer the million questions and he just starts talking well he's a sweet kid.

They call me the fun Grandma. Cool huh! They have a bunch of them but they call me the fun one. Another Grandma said it's because I don't make them mind the rules. Rules are for later right now all I want to do is play.

The Men of Summer

Here are the men if summer. Well anyway some the guys that hung out in the back yard this past July. It's funny how when your younger one appreciated the 6 pack abs. I always found my self looking at thighs, I guess I am a leg girl. Was anyway. Now I find that I prefer to chuckle at old men with jiggly pecks. You've seen them they can be found out in the yard, working wearing jeans and no shirt. God love them they are so darned cute. Now don't get me wrong, just the sight of LLCool J can bring me right back to the warm fuzzy feeling described in an earlier post (see Neil Diamond).

On the left in tank is son Tim, The boy in white is Grand S Cole, kid in green is a neighbor, skinny guy is Zack (friend of Dan), the guy in blue is my big bro Ken and in front is son Danny.

Well I am off to deliver another wedding yipee skippy. More Men later!!!!! Teri

Better Phrasing

OK in retrospect I believe i used the wrong word in describing July at our home. The word hell is synonymous with really bad stuff. That is not the case at all. It wasn't even hot here. It's fun, wild, loud, very loud and crazy. But bad it's just not. gaday ya'll Teri

Gee It's Great to Be Back

Ok, it's been over 6 months since I wrote. I took many MANY pictures each one thinking I can't wait to blog about this but Valentines Day came along with several other events. Gosh just where do I start. I think I'll just pick a pick and begin. And there you have it numero 1. This pic was taken July 5th. Here in Cornland July is known as hell month, because for one month straight we have family here. The guests vary, in age and quantity but nevertheless we are booked.
From the left daughter Kelly and then, grand d Tia, the little blonde is grand d Haylen, then me with last but not least daughter Audi.

We are a very lucky melding of three families into one. The kids sometimes refer to me as the ESM ( evil step mom). It's funny tho as I kinda like the "tough" reference. The grand D's call me GT, or Grandma for the little one. It's cool they all like me and I like them too.

For 7 or so days we drink like fishes, swim and play full contact keep away in the pool. We may be getting too old for the game tho, the bangs and bumps are harder to mend from and this year I tried to fold my Grandson Cole in half (not the way mother nature intended). He survived tho after a respectable mending period and I am happy to report that he doesn't hold a bit of grudge

After the grownups leave then the 2 youngest grand kids stay for a while. Now that's fun and exhausting as I get to be a kid too. Not a lot of rules to be followed except for one Don't make me sad. Explanation : If you fight it makes me sad, If you don't pick up after yourselves that makes me sad you get the picture. We had a great time and now I have graduated to the hard level on Guitar Hero it's good to be a kid again.