When I was 9 he was born. He was the first grandchild for my parents .. and .. he caused a lot of commotion on the farm. I can distinctly remember the day he was born.
I remember inviting a girl friend over to have a look at my sister in law who was nearly due to deliver. I told her not to stare. .but we did .. we were so excited.
Odd the things I remember. .
My mom had been thin as a rail until that year. . .and oddly her lap softened to accommodate the wee ones coming into the family ..
Note to self. . .be aware of this phenomenon. . .the MGCC could be my demise. .
Oh . .but we're not talking about me today . .
He spent a fair bit of time hanging out with us. . and as he got a bit older, his little sister and little brother joined him.
My mom was over the top into being a Grandma. . I didn't quite get it back then. .
I do now.
Notice the color of the house back then ?
Pinkish on the bottom, then a layer of yellow and the gables were the same color as the door. . mint green. It was a little like rainbow ice cream. I wonder why they didn't have blue shutters to finish it off.
Years later the house was painted white with green shutters.
The year I got married, my mom and dad moved off the farm and my brother Ken and Mary and their family moved onto the farm and the house was painted off white and blue trim.
Several years ago, Ken and Mary built a new house kitty corner to the farm house.
Dwain is living back in the house that he so often visited as a baby boy.
He's married to Lori and they have three children . ..
they just painted the house again. .
a yellow country bungalow. . filled with laughter and love .
Grandma would have loved it. . . she loved yellow. . . .pink and green.
Ah. . the memories. .
I'm glad the house is filled with family. .