Luckily I had that quiet time yesterday morning with the munchkins because the rest of the day was non-stop.
Taking lunch to the kids and eating with them in a cafeteria where the noise level exceeds all levels of any rock concert - basically it was like a 747 taking off. This is a "special" thing for someone to bring them lunch and sit iwth them. It happens in shifts. Whew.
Then returning home was getting ready for 20 of those yea-hoos to arrive for Emma's pool party. I took photos and will share when I get back to San Miguel. I had thought, without thinking, that I would swim with them but the cannonballing boys convinced me otherwise.
Around 8 PM last night the last people left. Whew. By 9:15 I was in bed with my head on the pillow and was probably asleep at 9:16.
I seldom feel my age, but all that activity definitely reminded me that I'm no "spring chicken anymore". Today appears to be a carbon copy.
While discussing this with Jessica this morning, she said, "Grammy I know it seems like it is hectic when you get here - but it's ALWAYS hectic here." Out of the mouths of babes.......
And tomorrow an entire Girl Scout troop arrives to work on their cooking badge. I think it's time for me to head home...........
4 comments:
Often, working in the yard, I feel it. I wish I didn´t. And I am in far better shape than most my age. But still . . .
Felipe, I just don't like to be reminded since IF I don't look in the mirror, I can think I'm still 40. Ha.......
To have earned your years and still enjoy life, that is the challenge.
Felipe and Babs you are great examples.
Both more youthful and full of life than the 40 somethings of these times!
Just be grateful that you are able to be there with them in any form or fashion. These are building great memories for you and them to share down the road.
And we all think we are 40 and wonder who the hell is the old lady looking back at me from the mirror?
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