We live the New River Gorge Bridge in Fayette County, West Virginia. I have included a picture of Short Creek Farm, where we live. We built it ourselves. It has lots of room for our 10 grandchildren to run and play when they visit. The back deck has a wooden bridge that connects to a tree house. It has secret rooms and passages. It has deer in the fruit orchard, raccoon, opossum and Short Creek runs through the backyard. I started writing about my grandchildren when we got our first one 23 years ago and have not stopped.
I teach fifth grade and am currently taking a class on-line from Marshall U. and also one from Concord U. I teach Reading, English, Social Studies, and Read 180 at our local Middle School. I had 6 grandkids when I graduated in 2000 from Concord, which shows that being a grandparent is not the end of the line. I went on to receive my Master’s in Literature, Language, and Learning in 2009 from Marshall.
Grandmas are older ladies who own large cookie jars
That are always full of cookies, and sometimes, Hershey bars.
They keep four pacifiers in their silverware drawer, and in their linen closet guess what they have in store?
16 disposable diapers in all assorted sizes,
(In case you’ve grown a bit). Babies are such surprises.
A bottle of baby powder, some lotion, and some oil.
Grandmas like to keep things clean. They don’t like dirt or soil.
They’re always washing dishes, or the laundry,–or you!
Don’t ever let one catch you dirty, or I know just what she’ll do.
Grandmas usually wear an apron trimmed in lace.
Their favorite words are, “Come here, Sweetie.
Let me wash your face.” At grandma’s house there’s always a blanket for the kid, and if she didn’t make it,
I bet some other grandma did. If you think most grandmas are pretty much the same, I’d say that you are mostly right.
They know the “Grandma Game.” I went with mommy once to visit someone else’s grandmother.
She had a cookie in one hand, a washcloth in the other. She pulled a toy from behind
a pillow on the couch, and soon the T. V. screen was filled with Big Bird and the Grouch.
Grandma’s kids are all grown-up.
They don’t have kids no more. But still the most amazing things are found in their drawers.
My grandma’s hutch has such a drawer, just brimming full of pogs, crayons, markers, drawing paper, Legos,
LincolnLogs. Grandmas always carry a clean hankie just for you.
Even if it’s from a blue jeans pocket, it will do.
Grandmas know all the stories ever written by Doctor Seuss, and more nursery rhymes than Mother Goose.
Grandmas love to wrap you up in a blanket just so, and sing you all those old, old songs that only
Grandmas know. Later, when you ask your mom to sing that song once more, she says, “That’s odd. I don’t
believe I’ve heard a word of that before. Another thing I think’s suspicious.
How do grandmas make peas taste delicious? When I grow up it would be fine to be a grandma just like mine!
