The Reward for Surviving Rough Seas

The Reward for Surviving Rough Seas
We are all like sea shells tossed about in rough waters and being re-shaped in wondrous ways. But have you ever contemplated the notion that sea shells have to complete their journey through the rough waters before they get to rest on the shore? Yeah, we are ALL like sea shells and Heaven is The Great Shore.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Grandmother Trivia

Greetings, 
Today I Have 4 Things to Share With You:
1.  Recently Purchased Baby Items
2.  In Praise of the Bumbo
3.  Dinner and a Show
4.  An Idea for a Billion Dollar Invention 

So let's get this show on the road lol...


1.  It's been a long time since our home has had a high chair or a baby swing in it...but as of last night...WE HAVE BOTH. 


As a matter of fact, we bought one that my 4 month old grandson will sit in tomorrow, (and went ahead and got the 2nd high chair, in the same neutral pattern, for the 2nd baby that is due the 1st week of June).  


My daughter tells me that having a 2nd child in the same calendar year as the one before is called having "Irish Twins".


I had never heard that term before & actually think that it sounds fairly perjorative and honestly a wee tad racist even...but nevertheless, the internet is filled with information & advice to help parents of "Irish Twins" cope with having two babies so close in age


Bottom line: Anybody who spends alot of time with these babies is going to need 2 high chairs, 2 car seats, 2 baby beds, and an impressive baby swing. Since we live in the same town as our daughter and her husband & see their family often...we will be spending a WHOLE lot of time with these babies...soooooo.


WINK WINK>>>> Grandmaw & Grandpaw have it covered!


A few days ago, we online ordered some Baby Purchases. 


The Fed Ex guy delivered them last evening. 


And this morning, yes right next to the Christmas tree, we had a Baby Stuff assembly line going on.  


I put the two high chairs together and my husband assembled the baby swing. 


We had fun.

It was kind of an early Christmas party just for us.


I can hardly wait to see how my grandson likes his new swing and his new high chair tomorrow.

2.  Up till now we have been using a BUMBO for the little one to sit in.


Now for those of you who do NOT know what a BUMBO is...it is the most amazing invention that magically keeps even little 3 month old babies sitting upright and safe in a foamfilled/plastic coated seat. 


I LOVE ME SOME BUMBO!!!


They can't slide out. 


For a really interactive kid like my grandson, this is a wonderful treat.


He can sit with the family, on the sofa with us, without having to be held.


Make no mistake, when he comes to visit WE HOLD HIM MOST OF THE TIME lol. 
My Granny Arms ITCH to hold him and I have a hard time putting him down.  

3.  But when we HAVE to have both hands for some small task, it is wonderful to be able to put him in a sitting up position where he is safe, and be able to deal with whatever momentary task must be done. (Like cleaning up the sudden "Vesuvius Caliber Eruptive Spit-ups" he has on occasion been known to produce).  


You guys know what I am talking about here...I KNOW YOU DO lol.  


I'm talking about those times when a baby defies natural science, so that what comes OUT of him is MORE than what went IN to him...and you realize that AFTER he goes "Vesuvius" all over your shirt and down your neck and it fills your bra (which initially you don't notice cause it's also on your face & running down your arms). 


But then reality hits you in the face...literally...cause you finally NOTICE the fluid in your bra when you stand up and lean forward to wipe up the mess on the sofa and the warm ooze trickles back UP your cleavage, you feel it, and make the mistake of looking down your shirt while your head is still lower than your bosom....and you scream as you nearly get an eye-full of  "Second-HandVesuvius Splat" coming up from inside your own clothes.


Only a Grandmaw could laugh about that, clean up the mess, and risk picking the kid back up to cuddle him.


You'd THINK a Grandpaw could do that too...but NOOOOO... he is likely trying to pick himself up off the floor when he fell down laughing at the "Dinner and A Show" going on in his den..


Anyway... tomorrow we are scheduled to have the kids over for lunch and my little grandson will get to ride in his very first swing and sit in his very first high chair.  


Yes I will be taking pictures lol....

4.  Just had a thought...if anybody out there takes the time to look up a BUMBO...and if you want to make a billion dollars...why don't you figure out how to make a BIG FOLKS BUMBO...cause when I am old and can't sit up straight any more...that way maybe my grandson can plop ME in the BUMBO when I go all Vesuvius all over him one day lololol. 

In Him,
Grace

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