April 28, 2026 Reflections

In looking back at my posts, I need to lighten up. I hope this helps.

There is a wedding invitation on my fridge for my nephew, one of my younger three brothers' sons. This brought on some silly memories of when those three brothers were growing up.

There are 12, 14, and 16 year differences in our ages, so there are times when I feel more like a grandmother to my nieces and nephews. I think this comes from experiences as a teen, often seen with one or all of those brothers in tow.

I remember once taking the oldest of those three to the doctor's office. He was maybe 2 or 3. There were always books and toys there for little ones, and on this particular day, he had toddled over to get a book. A nice woman, sitting by the stack of books, gave one to him and said, "Here, honey; take this over to your mom to read".  At, I'm guessing 14 or 15, that was not a compliment as everything embarrassed me. However, it happened more than once, in various situations, so I learned to ignore it.

Taking those three to the grocery store was another obstacle. Not that they misbehaved in a disruptive way, but it was hard for them to resist the urge to call me Mom, and then would laugh and laugh. It got to the point that I had to bribe them not to do it; sometimes it worked, others the temptation was too much for them to bear.

On an unrelated note, yet keeping with the grocery store discipline, with my own three, I had to threaten to sing, loudly, "their" song. Each had a song I sang to them as babies, adapting one to include their name. For Jennifer, it was "oh, Jenny honey, warm as the sunshine", for Ryan it was "My Girl", subbing in Ry Guy, and finally, Jared got "Jerry baby". Knowing full well I meant what I said, none of them ever pushed it that far. Would I really have done it? Absolutely. 

I'm sure, if given enough time, I could come up with other memories that make me giggle a little.

Now if it would only warm up outside. ☘


 

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