Posted 11/19/2016 11:50 PM (GMT 0)
Karen: (For Your Eyes Only)
Today was pretty amazing.
Mentioned that a month ago, got my son a trampoline for his two young sons to jump on over at my place, which also give me a way to connect with my two grandsons, 5 and 7, because I can’t be around too much noise, and they can be noisy.
So, they haven’t been back since about Oct. 15, when they first jumped on the trampoline. So I asked my son two weeks ago, and then a few days ago if they could come back. So they arrived today for the 2nd time to jump. Big doings.
Granddad is finally getting to connect with this grandsons, and he doesn’t have to be standing right beside them, his parents are as they jump.
So, they’re jumping out there, and I’m in the kitchen. Then my son and his wife come into the kitchen and she’s saying the child from next store, who came over with her mother, is out back, and I look out the window, and all 3 of the kids are jumping on the trampoline at the same time.
Out of sight!
Now, Karen, only you can understand this.
1. I essentially could not be with my grandchildren for the last 2 or 3 years, for they are too loud.
2. I mentioned big trouble with this next door kid’s mother to UA on the bi-polar section 2 months ago, but I told her I couldn’t talk about it for it was too physically painful. She said, whenever you’re ready we’ll listen.
I hadn’t talked with that mother in a month, from anger, plus she's never available.
The day my grandchildren first jumped on the trampoline a month ago, after they left, I saw this mother I had been mad at for a month, sitting in her front yard.
I did not want her kid to be left out of jumping, so I went next door and told her, “We have a new trampoline.” She said, “I saw it the day it was delivered.”
I said, “My son’s two kids were jumping on it today for the first time.” She said, “Your son sent me a phone video of them jumping a little while ago.” (They went to high school and probably middle school together.)
I said, “Anytime you and your kid want to come over and jump, you can.” She said, “Thank you.”
Since they were friends, I never mentioned to my son the trouble I was having with her.
Two or three weeks after I told her that, I hear people jumping on the trampoline, it’s the mother and the kid from next door. They’ve come over one more time since.
Then the child from next door invites the two grandchildren over to her house, and they’re over there for a while. Then there all over in this house for a while.
As much trouble as we were having--me can’t be around the grandkids, me and the trouble I was having with the mother next door--I felt like at times I was trying to hold it all together with a roll of twine and some tape, like I’ve seen with Karen on this forum, and something only she would understand.
The little trampoline that could.