Saturday, September 24, 2011

Who's minding the baby?

Dear JMan, thank you for letting me tend you last night while your parents went on a smoochy date to the BYU game.  I thought it was very very curious that they ran like the wind to the car, kissing and giggling all the way there....  I was so excited to be with you that I drove through the south bound traffic for hours and hours and hours to just get there!  Traffic was NOT as bad as those flapping BYU window flags that would come lose and smack my windshield.  I was excited that you actually smiled when you found out it was me tending you - and you didn't go into any high shrill screaming from mommy separation anxiety.  It was sure fun when your parents left and the real fun started.  Sure glad Uncle Ryan came over, after locking his car keys in his car and me geting after him, I locked myself out of the house.... he was inside laughing... funny funny Ryan.  I'm telling ya - I'm pretty impressed with your walker skills.  Just put you in there and you can almost break the sound barrier going backwards.  Let's not tell mommy and daddy about the table ok?  I also loved that you know how to turn on all of the sounds on your toys.  You've learned that daddy needs his study time for law school and yet "Hey Diddle Diddle" is a most excellent deterrent when the quiet time is needed.  I also noticed that you like electrical cords.  I think it's funny that your mom had to ghetto duct tape them to the wall so you won't chew on them.  Does your mom know you have more fun with the tape and not the cords? (Let's not tell her)  I loved that you laughed at just the right time when BYU would score.... and yet - you had the same laugh when we switched over to Modern Family..... during half time..... does your mommy watch it that much, that you would know the names of the characters so well?  Your mom said I couldn't give you any solid foods.  I hope that the spider and the beetle didn't count.  I had strict instructions about bath time... the note said, "Do not leave him unattended".  You know Big J... you would think that almost drowning Emster at the pool would have been a thing of the past... but apparently not (;  Oh - and thank you for not peeing on me during the bath.  Sorry about your toe getting stuck in the faucet, that happened to your mom, and by darn, the vegetable oil still works great!  I loved that you tooted when I wrapped you in your bath towel.  Thus the poem, "ME MUDDER" and holding you close to my heart, and squeeze you tight until you ... toot"  The note said that at 8:45 you go to sleep - so at 8:45 I said, Go to sleep, and you did.  That was cool.  Thank you for staring at Uncle Ryan like he was either funny or from outer space, we couldn't read that look on your face.  Thank you for all of the sloppy kisses, and for slimmmmmming my watch, it's waterproof, I think.  Thank you for not laughing at my story telling.... Poor .... little..... Kittens..... (it's crazy!) Meow........Meow..... Meow.  Thank you for letting me say prayers with you, and for allowing me to get through one song before you tried to rip my tongue out with your little fingers.  I loved seeing your new teeth.  Yes, I will remind your mom that it's a good thing that she's not still nursing... ouch.. (it's crazy!)  I hope you call me again.  Maybe Grandma Ruth and I can come over and we'll play pass the baby, spike the baby, Rise and Shout.... and wear blue shirts.  Er somethin' like that.  Any who - lucky me - I got my first Friday night tend.  Here's to many more.  (could you poop BEFORE your mom leaves next time?) You are a beautiful child.  xoxoox Love Grandma
I love my Grandbabies, one and all.