Day 276
Bapa’s “the old
candy in the shirt belly-ache”
Kids
bring out the best in me---maybe not
very good…but, it’s the very best I can do!
Reckon
I’m in my element when the kids show up. Of course! I never grew-up!
As
the girls grew and then the grandkids came along and developed to maturity, I
found my meaning in providing constant “humor” and fun in making them laugh. Clown-city!
So?
I continuously come up with new
routines to keep them entertained. Challenging!
One
of my favorite ploys is to visit the kids and come in with my shirt billowed
out at the stomach-area while I moan and groan about a severe belly ache. The
kids have learned to immediately attack my mid-section with eager hands and
sparkle in their eyes as they search the interior of my cache for the “goodies”
I have hidden there. Finding the treats, they squeal with delight. It doesn’t
matter what the “present” might be, it’s the silly game that’s important.
Especially
at Christmas---when ole Santa is at his Raving-lunatic
very best…let the games begin! Wild-times guarantee that this festive holiday celebration will be the best---yet! And, it
is!
Uh!
Oh! Gotta go, now! Feel a “belly-ache” coming on; need some candy to hide in my
shirt!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Surprise” Memories!
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