Posts Tagged ‘Children’

Rainbow Joy

Last evening I went to a fun but bittersweet farewell party for good buddy Ellie Covington (who is Texas-bound, Galveston).

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After a torrential downfall forced the party onto the carport, the late-stayers ventured out onto the dock by the marsh and saw this …

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(Do you see the second one to the right?)

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Of course, we all had to get a little silly.

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I quickly texted the pic to my fam and got this response from daughter Emily (mother of grandtwins Madison and Mathew) from the other side of Savannah:

“We can hold it too!”

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The joyful promise of a rainbow!

May the excitement and happiness of children be with us all, especially Ellie as she makes her move to the next successful stage of her life!

Don’t Tell ME You Can’t Tell I Teach at an Art School!

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(Van Gogh)

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(Michelangelo)

Last evening, I grandson-sat Daniel (8) and Gabriel (5) while daughter Amy and son-in-law Orte went fancy gallivanting around town.

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First, we played a quick game of basketball in the 110 real feel (Neal feel!) Savannah heat, quickly realized we were idiots and ran back inside.

Then we ate a hasitily prepared supper (I like the word “supper” in the summer south so much better than sometimes-pretentious “dinner”), consisting of peanut butter and honey sandwiches, and scrambled eggs and microwaveable bacon.  (Okay, so maybe not the healthiest Savannah summer supper choice.)

Afterwards, I broke up a third fight over what level to play a video game (Skylanders?  Huh?) and threatened pain if they didn’t stop.  (Do grandchildren anywhere take grandparents’ threats seriously?)

Finally I suggested drawing pictures.  Daniel immediately bought into the peace ploy, quickly pulling out the tools.

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We went to work.

D and G:

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D:

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G:

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Me:

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To be honest, I think I felt more pressure since I teach as an adjunct at an art school (SCAD–Savannah College of Art and Design).  Allright, so maybe I teach ESL (English as a Second Language) there.  But still, it’s an art school.

Daniel’s first (of nine pieces!) finished work of the evening:

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“Spyro Super Fire Balls.”

Gabriel’s first (and only): “Morning Apple Orchard” (which looks a little like “Spyro Super Fire Balls”):

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(“This makes my hand hurt,” he exclaimed, upon completion–and immediately lay down under the dining room table to rest.)

My first work, “Spotted Dog with a Bad Attitude”:

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The muses inspired, and the art continued to roll out.

Daniel:  “Let me brainstorm on what to call my next one.”  (Two second pause.)  “Sharp Tooth Spyro!”  And so it was.

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“Mega Bolt Cynder”:

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“Destroyer Horn Spyro”:

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Daniel wasn’t the only one the muses attended to:

“Green Tree Circle of Life”:

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“Self Portrait”:

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When we finished, Daniel and I curated an art gallery in the sun room.  (We barely heard Gabriel as he kept yelling from the playroom:  “Stop drawing!  Stop drawing!”)

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At one point Daniel looked at me and said, “This is SO much fun!  Don’t you agree, Abu?”

My artistic heart melted.

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Mom Phone

Have you seen this mom appreciation video from Kid President?

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Mother’s Day approaching!!

 

Five Friday Happy Bringers — 5/8/15

I love the month of May.  There’s something hopeful, potential, expectant about its very name, “May.”

And here come a few more of my Joy Causers this week:

1.  Granddog Spyro.

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2.  The difficult (for me) but truthful freedom of this declaration:

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3.  Incredible sand art outside one of the classroom buildings at SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design).

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This is a collaborative class project called “The Art of the Spectacle.”

4.  Loving every moment of Grandson Daniel’s performance in the Savannah Children’s Theatre Dance Program Recital, “Dance Around the World” last weekend.

Can you see D in the lower right hand side of the dance teacher’s selfie?

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(Shouldn’t that really be called an “usie” or a “themsie”?)

5.  Coffee and beignets at Huey’s on River Street this morning.

Okay, I LOVE New Orleans, but our beignets here in Savannah are fritters better than theirs at Café du Monde.

YOU SIMPLY MUST KEEP READING BECAUSE I HAVE A FEW MORE THAN MY USUAL FIVE HAPPY BRINGERS.

6.  Enjoying the simple beauty of the community Trustees Vegetable Garden (across from my place on East Broad Street here in Savannah).

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7.  Daughter Amy’s birthday celebration (with a lil help from grandson Gabriel).

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8.  Robert’s homemade (first time ever) egg rolls.

Yum!

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9.  Rejoicing in the incredible ability to breathe deeply.

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MAY you have many reasons to smile this Mother’s Day weekend!

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I have FOUR grandchildren.  (Yes, you’re right, I’m FAR too young.  We all know that.  It’s a given.  But sometimes Mother Nature has a way of bypassing her laws of when people should have grandchildren–and presents them in, well, early, early middle age.)

Anyway, the second-from-the-oldest-grandchild is Gabriel, 5, a rambunctious bundle of pure little boy-ness.  He’s often affectionately referred to simply as “G.”  In his most recent pre-K school report, the patient-as-a-saint and give-her-a-raise teacher wrote that Gabriel is “smart, funny, with many friends … and has a touch of naughtiness.”

Here’s G (on the far right) with a few school buddies,

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And here he is the other night with older brother Daniel (8).

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Today I received this text from my daughter/G mom Amy:

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The brutal honesty of children.

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Other Things

I love the quote on seven-year-old grandson Daniel’s invitation to me for his school’s recent Grandparents’ Day:

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Other things may change me, but I start and end with family.”

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Five Friday Happy Bringers — 3/ 27/15

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It’s the LAST Friday in March.  Really!  Here are a few reasons I’m hunkering down with Happiness.  What about you?  Tell me!

1.  Enjoying a short visit with my parents up in Ball Ground (North Georgia) this week.  Dad’s 91, mom’s 87.  This September they will have been married 71 years!

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2.  Going down to Jacksonville’s Times-Union Center to see a theatrical production of I Love Lucy.

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Such fun!

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3.  Speaking of plays, watching grandson Gabriel in The Three Piggy Opera at Savannah Country Day School this morning.

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4.  Relishing the eerie beauty of Amelia Island fog last weekend.

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5.  Embracing the necessity and obligation of throwing away/letting go from time to time.

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He picked up a pebble and threw it into the sea.

And another, and another. He couldn’t stop.

He wasn’t trying to fill the sea. He wasn’t trying to empty the beach.

He was just throwing away, nothing else but.

Like a kitten playing he was practicing for the future

When there’ll be so many things he’ll want to throw away

If only his fingers will unclench and let them go.

— from The Poems of Norman MacCaig (Birlinn, 2009)

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But don’t throw away your joy this weekend!