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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, Conversations with a 4 Year Old — The One About Throw Up…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my 4-year-old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me and JP stories here.

Sometime around 12:30 p.m. Friday night.  JP is having a sleepover at our house and is in the guest room, where he usually sleeps.  My son, David, whose room is next to the guest room,  comes to our room and says JP is calling me…

JP:  Nana, didn’t you hear me calling you?

Me:  Baby, I’m so sorry, I didn’t.

JP:  I threw up, Nana, I’m sorry…  (Poor baby, he sure did!  On the bed, the pillows, himself – thank goodness for waterproof mattress pads and washable foam pillows.  Miraculously, his stuffed foxes that he sleeps with every night did not take a hit…)

Me:   Oh, honey, don’t worry, it’s okay.  Nobody means to throw up, you couldn’t help it.  Come here by me.

JP:  No, Nana, don’t hug me.  You’ll get your nightgown full of throw up.

Me:  Ah, okay, well, can you take your pajamas off?

JP:  NO, I don’t want to touch them!

Me:  Honey, I’ll help you.  How does your tummy feel now?

JP:  It feels lots better, Nana.  Oh, wait, I think I might have to throw up more.  (And he does…)

JP:  What is that stuff?

Me:  I’d say it’s your dinner from last night.  Why don’t you lay down in Papa’s computer room while I change the sheets on the bed?

JP:  Nana, how am I going to fall asleep if I have to keep throwing up??

(After the sheets are changed, I lay down with him and he does fall asleep by about 2 a.m.  Unfortunately, he sleeps like a starfish, so I go back to my room at 2:30 so we can both get some rest…)


This morning, about 7:30 a.m. 

Me:  How do you feel this morning?  Maybe I should text Mommy and Daddy…

JP:  I feel good.  You can text them later, after we have McDonald’s for breakfast.

Me:  Oh, baby, I don’t think so.  Maybe some toast?

JP:  I don’t feel  hungry right now.   Papa made me some tea with honey.

Me:  Okay, just take a few spoonfuls and see how it goes.

JP:  I think I’m going to throw up again.  (And he does…)

Me:  I think I’ll just text Mommy and Daddy now.

JP:  Can we have McDonald’s next time when I don’t throw up?

Me:  That sounds perfect!

I’m doing laundry and having a tough time getting the smell out of some things like his jammies.  Someone suggested a mix of 2 cups hydrogen peroxide, 2 t. baking soda and a few drops dish detergent to soak clothing in or use on carpet.  Seems to be working.  Coincidentally, same mixture we used on Inga, our Norwegian Elkhound, when she got sprayed by a skunk so I have lots of peroxide on hand!  What an exciting life I lead…