Sunday, December 1, 2013

The (Thanksgiving) Party's Over

We’ve waved the last wave and 
the grandboys are on their way 
back to the mountains of New Jersey. 

There are three of them and they’re a convenient 11, 9, and 4. This is handy because depending on what you feel like doing, there’s always someone just the right age to join you. A cryptic decoding game? Mr. 11 year-old. Want to watch a soccer game with someone who knows every possible intricacy? The 9 year-old soccer buff. 
And for a fast game of Connect Four (with none of those picky rules), our 4 year old is your guy.

          Highlights of the weekend –

          A trip to the Basketball Hall of Fame. Our older guys are just beginning this year’s season with their teams, so it seemed like an opportune time.

Our oldest challenged Michael Jordan. 

Our middle guy checked his wingspan

And our littlest stood in line with boys over twice his age to go for a few lay-ups (using the lower basket)
 I don’t know what amazed me more: the fact that he made two baskets or his willingness to give up the ball after each turn.

          That night, with Mom and Dad safely off to a high school reunion, Grandpa was able to join in a four-way game of Minecraft, with a mixture of parental ipads and Kindles. There was lots of “Don’t fall into the lava pit!,” “Where’s my sheep?,” and “Where are you Grandpa?”
          Another running commentary came from Grandpa, asking “How do I do that?” and “What does this do?” This was answered by the 11 year-old with instructions to the 4 year-old:
       “Eli, go show Grandpa how to do that.” So Eli would pad over to Grandpa’s easy chair (his head just above the arm) and show his grandfather what’s what.

          This morning it was time for them to pack up and try for an early departure in hopes of missing the traffic. While everyone else was busy, the four year-old slipped outside to put in a little time with his hockey stick in the driveway. I’ll let my neighbor (who’s the mom of three grown guys herself) tell you what happened next in her email titled, “Thanks for the Entertainment!”

“I just happened to look out the front window about the time your youngest grandson came out of the house without his jacket.  He was so cute dancing around the front yard, picked up a stick and did a little martial arts type of configuration tracing the stick in the air. He then put the stick down, pulled his pants down and peed!  If you gotta go, you gotta go!” 


  1. Oh, I know you hated to say good bye. Sounds like you had a fun Thanksgiving! It is amazing how smart the young ones are now! Most of the time I hardly know what my grandchildren are talking about! :)

  2. What a great description of a fun visit. They're whizzes on the electronics, aren't they? And they like being able to teach the old folks!

    1. Yes, the 66 year-old's 40+ years in the computer industry was no comparison to the 4 year-old's expertise with imaginary electronic universes.

  3. HI ... so glad to see you on my blog. I tried to join your site twice but keep getting a ... We're sorry...

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    Love this post and what fun to have your three g'babies... I sure am my two. Eli is my stepson's name... never heard of an Eli before until Eli Manning.... a lot of people... even his teachers! would call him Levi... sigh


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