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Me & JP, T is for Train…

IMG_1766JP is our youngest grandson who turned five in September. He and his mom and dad lived with us while they were building their house a year ago. Though they’ve moved into their new house now, we still get to pick him up from preschool on Tuesdays and Thursdays and spend the afternoon with him. Next year he’ll be in kindergarten all day. He’s so full of fun and remarkably wise for his years!

For Blogging A to Z, I’ll be sharing some of our many conversations over the last few years.  I hope you enjoy.

This is a conversation I overheard while Papa and JP are in the basement of JP’s new house watching a movie on TV.  JP is playing with his toys in the corner.  He always likes to arrange his toys in neat rows (hello, the Papas and Daddy are engineers!) and has made a line of them between him and Papa.

Papa:  That’s a nice train, Buddy.

JP:  It’s not a train, Papa.  It’s a fence to protect us from bad guys.

Papa:  Oh, sorry, my mistake!

JP:  That’s okay, Papa.  Everybody makes mistakes…

 

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Me & JP, S is for Sleepover…

JP is our youngest grandson who turned five in September. IMG_1763He and his mom and dad lived with us while they were building their house a year ago. Though they’ve moved into their new house now, we still get to pick him up from preschool on Tuesdays and Thursdays and spend the afternoon with him. Next year he’ll be in kindergarten all day. He’s so full of fun and remarkably wise for his years!

For Blogging A to Z, I’ll be sharing some of our many conversations over the last few years.  I hope you enjoy.

JP:  Nana, can I sleepover pretty soon?  I haven’t been over for a sleepover in a really long time.  I’ve only had like three sleepovers.  And one time I threw up!  (He did and you can read about that here!)

Me:  I know you’ve stayed over more than three times!  And what about the time you stayed here while your house was being built?  That was like hundreds of sleepovers and you even had your own room!

JP:  Nana, it’s not a sleepover if Mom and Dad are there!

(So, of course, he’s sleeping over tonight because who could say no?) 🙂

Me & JP, R is for Restaurant…

JP is our youngest grandson who turned five in September. IMG_1763He and his mom and dad lived with us while they were building their house a year ago. Though they’ve moved into their new house now, we still get to pick him up from preschool on Tuesdays and Thursdays and spend the afternoon with him. Next year he’ll be in kindergarten all day. He’s so full of fun and remarkably wise for his years!

For Blogging A to Z, I’ll be sharing some of our many conversations over the last few years.  I hope you enjoy.

My grandson loves to play restaurant and we have plastic dishes and cups and glasses and he has a pot and spoons to pretend cook with, sometimes even pterodactyl!  But one evening when his mom and dad were over with him he decided that all the grown ups should sit around the table and he would take our orders and bring us our meals, just like all the restaurants he’s been to… maybe too many!

JP:  And what would you like to eat, ma’am?

Me:  I would like a cheeseburger, I think.

(He looks to Mom for confirmation and she whispers, “Cow.”)

JP:  Papa, what would you like to eat?

Papa:  I will have chicken.

JP:  Can you share with Mom cause I only have one chicken?

Papa:  Oh, sure, that’s fine.

(I didn’t realize at first, but it’s a carve your own dinner, because this is what we got, his Fischer Price farm animals.  And he presented each meal with a flourish.)

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JP:  Well, good luck!  What?  (Hiding smiles, Mom whispers something in his ear.) Oh, I mean, enjoy!

I would not wish to return to a restaurant where they brought my food and said, “good luck,” LOL!

Boston in the Fall…

 

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I need some help from my East Coast friends or anyone who is familiar with Boston, MA.  Hubby and I are cruising with my sis and DBIL from Quebec City to Boston the last week of September and we’re staying an extra day before heading home in time for JP’s birthday party.

We’d like to stay at a hotel near wherever it is that the ship docks and close to either some sightseeing or the airport so we don’t have to take cabs several times.  We’d also prefer not to spend a fortune, but I’ve heard the city can be pricey!

If anyone has any suggestions, I’d appreciate the help.  Thanks!

Me & JP, Q is for Quiet…

JP is our youngest grandson who turned five in September. IMG_1763He and his mom and dad lived with us while they were building their house a year ago. Though they’ve moved into their new house now, we still get to pick him up from preschool on Tuesdays and Thursdays and spend the afternoon with him. Next year he’ll be in kindergarten all day. He’s so full of fun and remarkably wise for his years!

For Blogging A to Z, I’ll be sharing some of our many conversations over the last few years.  I hope you enjoy.

JP:  Let’s play soccer, please, Nana, please??  Nana, Nana, don’t you want to play?  What are we going to do?  I want to do something!

Me:  Okay, well, what if we’re quiet for just a little while?

JP:  I can’t, Nana, I’m a wild boy!  (Running around and trying to kick the soccer ball).

Me:  (Rolling the soccer ball past him).   Oh, look, I got a goal!  I’m winning!

JP:  Nana, no!  It wasn’t your turn!

Me:  (Teasing)  Oh, boo hoo, don’t whine.  I got a goal, I’m winning!

JP:  (Pouting)  Nana, let’s be quiet for a while…