Let's Go Fly a Kite

Let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height.....and so the song goes from one of my favorite movies, Mary Poppins.  Oh to have a carpet bag like she had.  Such possibilities came out of that bag.

I was an almost Mary Poppins sort of mom.  Sometimes though, I was George Eubanks, and stifled the kid's imagination, not because I wanted to, but because I got caught up in the cares of life, and forgot how fun it is to be a kid.  I lost patience with them, and made up rules for the moment, and lost my temper, and so on.  There were other times though, the good times, the times when I thought playing in the mud was just the thing, or digging a hole, maybe even digging a hole to China was a good plan.  There were the times when I made ramps for bikes, and tents for camping, and drove a van that could morph into a "heckacockter", or a motorcycle, or an airplane....fasten your seatbelts ladies and gentlemen, we have been cleared for take off.  Those were the times I almost had a carpet bag full of possibilities.

I have another opportunity to have a carpet bag.  I can be open to the possibilities for fun with Greyson and Aidyn.  I can slow down, I can get down on the floor with them and play, I can take them for a flight in the minivan/airplane.  I can have water fights with them, I can play in the mud, I can help them find bugs, and slugs, and snails.  Well maybe not the snails. Can't think if I've seen a snail here lately.  I can teach them the snake dance, and the jumping lizard/skink jump.  I can be a fun and loving grammy, and I can enjoy the moments of their childhood, and be thankful they love me.

Don't call me tomorrow.  I will be playing in the mud with Greyson, and we might just make up a mess of mud pies!  Don't look up in the sky for me.  I won't be floating with my umbrella, holding onto my carpet bag.  I will on the ground....in the mud....with my bud!