Grandkids Scattered in GrammyPam's Yard

Grandkids scattered fast like released birds from a cage.  We opened the sliding glass doors and out scrambled the grandkids.  Zoom!  "I'm first, the swing's mine",  "give me your butterfly net, here, you can have my stick" and "go ahead, throw the ball in the pond"!

It's the first of Spring, the first day outside at GrammyPam's, and the kids act like balloons expelling air, propelled here, crazily flying everywhere!

Noelle put her hands in the birdbath immediately.  Durn, I didn't even think to hose it out beforehand.  So, that was a "hold your hands out" moment while carrying her inside to get washed.   

This 1 y.o. is good at being evasive.  Earlier she was carrying a pink ball, bigger than her width, and I was blocking her path to the water fountain so she diverted along the fence, looked at me, tacked back, went to the stumperary, looked at me, tacked back, and toddled around the elm tree.  Finally, grinning and giggling the whole time, she lost interest. 

Jacob, also a 1 y.o., they're cousins, was sitting on the picnic table eating a banana.  When he spied the tumbling kids in the yard he stuffed the remainder of the banana (which was a lot, a piece from each hand) into his cheeks, rolled onto his belly, and began dangling his feet over the edge of the table to scoot off.  If I hadn't caught him, he would've taken quite a fall.  Getting down to play was just that exciting.

Silly Alaynah, who's 3, put a rock almost as big as her head in a butterfly net then dropped it on her toe!!! Oh my, the crying, and "It's still bleeding, GrammyPam".  Solace comes in blue bandaids and pieces of candy.  Yay, for candy! 

I had asked Alaynah, "Have you seen the cat?"
She did her little drama queen thing, pursed her lips, screwed up her face in a "Yep, I know" look, wound up her right arm like a baseball pitcher and did a straight arm arrow-like pointer to the cat behind the couch!  She was hilarious.

Lilly, 4 y.o., has a great memory.  Though they'd been put away for over seven months, she wanted the play dishes out of the wooden box that sets by the fence, and "Where's the kitchen, GrammyPam?"  Well, Dora the Explorer play plastic kitchen was buried in the garage under boxes, and so it remains for now.  

Jayden, 5 y.o. kindergartener, served me muffins, chocolate from him, of course, and cake with a nice big cup of tea.  If it was from Miss Lilly, it was tea.  If it was from Jayden, it was coffee.  Aluminum plates, crushed sticks and leaves for tea, means snacks are served!

And how do they say good-bye?

Noelle gazes towards parents car, but both her little hands are flexing their fingers in and out; it's her goodbye wave.

Alaynah, with her back to us, walking away, her right hand reaching behind her in a wave, said, "Bye GrwammyPam."

Jacob, clad in pajamas, from his daddy's arms, made little fists then opened his hands in a "Bye-bye."

Jayden and Lilly are done.  On to the next phase of the day, "Bye," "Bye, Grandpa John", "Bye GrammyPam, bye."

Spring has sprung, day is done, grandkids said their good-byes, 

still I'm anticipating the next "Hi's".  

They're loads of fun.