It was a quick step to the deck, and a couple of jumps down the steps and a few more paces to the truck to retrieve my sunglasses. I was back in a hurry 'cause the weather was nippy and I wanted to get inside quickly. Reaching for the gold door handle on our red front door, it opened before I could make contact. I recoiled in surprise. And more to my surprise, this little 3 year old girl in her pink frilly dress had opened MY door! Holding a favored stuffed animal in her other hand she reached out toward me with her right and swooped it invitingly to the living room, "Come on in!"
ROFL, okaaaaaa, Miss Lilly, I think I will enter my own house, ha, ha, and I laughed, "Thank you!"
Once inside, Jayden comes up to me, "I'm playing with your treasure, and Alayna wants one, too. Can she have the big box?" Looking at Jayden's little hands, I see he's holding a little metal treasure chest with which they're welcome to play. But I wasn't sure about the big box. So I follow him back to the playroom combo guest bedroom to investigate. Gotta play. I just gotta play pirates. So we sing "Ho, ho, ho" and make up words that has them bouncing on the bed, LOL.
Ho, ho, ho! And a bottle of rum!
We are pirates on a looting run!
We'll plunder some ships
And steal some gold
Rob all their treasures
From out of the hold!
Amber, emerald, ruby, and jade
Marauding pirates, we love a good raid!
And the large pretend "jewe's" (they leave out one syllable of the word jewels) that were meant to be diving toys become a color identification lesson. Which one is blue? Which one is square? Which one is orange? And Miss Lilly's upturned face looks at me like "I don't see an orange one, you're a silly GrwammyPam." So, I pull it up from the orange bedspread, hold it up to the light so the sunbeams can shine through, and sure enough, it's not orange, it's red!
But those "jewe's" have to have a bath when kidlets leave. They feel rough with dried food, and they smell funny, like peanut butter!
These three dearly would like to maraud and explore the great upstairs. Many times over the months they've had to be called back after getting a little too high up the staircase. Lately though, I've had a little help, a saving grace.
These grandkids are not sure they like bugs. Miss Lilly definitely isn't sure. Even after I collected some in a ziplock bag so she could safely see them up close, and she could watch them walk about under protection of plastic, she's still not sure. She's very curious, though, even while thinking they're icky.
My saving grace? It was a dark spot on the wall of the stairwell. Miss Lilly is sure, and has convinced Jayden, that its a stink bug. Miss Lilly says she doesn't like "stink-a bugs that crawl on the wall."
"GrwammyPam! Get him!"
"Argh," GrwammyPam sheds her granny glasses and dons a tri-corn hat and sword, "Pirate Pam to the rescue! Get him!"
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