When two invitations to babysit local grandkids were offered, I suggested a kidpool. Last night was the mutually ideal evening, and by 4pm the house was alive with happy sounds.


My friend Deborah came over to lend a hand. It was sweet and ever so poignant to introduce her to the kids as someone who long ago was a good friend of their “Grandma Rose” (aka Margaret-Rose).

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Yep, there she is in the Macy family album. (Nothing alcoholic, I assure you.)

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I tried to impose my thoughts on Deborah, wondering how she felt spending an evening with her friend Margaret-Rose’s grandkids.


We played games, ate mac ’n’ cheese and other favorites, watched an episode of Sesame Street, colored . . . stuff little kids (and certain adults) like to do. We had a great time.


No one cried or disobeyed; there wasn’t a single disagreement among the little dears. Deborah and I got along too!

By 9pm the parents had reclaimed their children and the house was once again quiet.

This morning at the office I picked up my purse to add my cell phone, unzipped a pocket, and discovered this:

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Aw. Brynn left a little something for me.

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2 Responses to kidpool

  1. Deborah Johansen says:

    Yep, it was just as you wrote! A good time was had by all even though I did not get a donut with “ice”!!

  2. Pingback: anything but dull | a little bit of this and a little bit of that

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