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Tales from the O-NO Ranch 9-14-09

As most of you regular readers know, I have six grandkids, and I adore each and every one. Problem is, they are just growing up too dog gone fast. The oldest will be 14 in December. My, my, where has the time gone? Of course, like all grandparents I live for each and every thing that they say and do.

Here is some of what has happened recently and in the past: Son Andy and his wife Kristi were a’horseback up in the mountains and each had one of their twins on the back of their horse. Isaiah was with his mom and Kaci Rae was riding behind her dad. In the process of either pulling the little girl up or helping her to get down, she bumped her head on the butt of her dad’s pistol. The result was a small bruise on the side of her head.

When she went back to school (first grade) a couple of days later the teacher asked her how she got the bruise on the side of her head. Her reply was, and we all know little kids just speak from their perspective, “My Daddy hit me in the head with a pistol!”



A couple of weeks later when Andy and Kristi were at a school function, Kaci Rae’s teacher who knows her parents well, stopped Andy and with a gleam in her eye ask Andy, “Soooooo, Mr. Hanks, Kaci Rae tells me you hit her in the head with a pistol, you want to tell me about it?” she ask with a big grin on her face.

“Boy dad, she caught me by surprise, and I had to think how to explain that one,” Andy related to me.



Now, we get to Isaiah the other twin. According to Andy, sometimes the kids, and they have four, complain about some of the meals that their mom fixes. Kristi is an excellent cook, and she tries to fix a variety of meals, so the kids won’t get bored with her cooking. Andy and Kristi had cautioned the kids about how rude it was the way they commented about what they had to eat. They were instructed to be more polite if they didn’t like what had been prepared.

After one meal that Isaiah didn’t relish, he asked his mom as nice as he knew how, “Mom, can we not ever have this again?”

Andy tells me that before going on a recent trip to Tennessee with Kristi and no kids, the kids were a little clingy and very well-behaved knowing their parents would be gone for a few days. Isaiah brought his dad a seashell from his room and requested that Andy put it beside his parent’s bed and keep it forever. A little perplexed, Andy took the seashell against his better judgment and told Isaiah he would honor his wishes. Isaiah then looked up at his dad with those baby blues and asked,” Dad, if you die, can I have your room?”

Kids, what are ya gonna’ do? My little granddaughter from my daughter’s side of the family came into the bathroom while her mom was cleaning and began to spit blood into the sink. “Kailee, Honey, what happened?” she asked.

“I crashed my bike,” she offered.

“How did it happen?” ask her mom.

“I was riding down the street, and I closed my eyes and hit a mailbox!” she tearfully replied. She almost bit completely through her lip. I think she takes after her ole grandpa!

Alas, they will all be grown up before I can turn around twice and will be havin’ kids of their own, and if I’m able I can start all over pestering those little ones.

The one thing that I miss the most about missing Little Miss Martha, is that she was such a great grandma and adored the little ones so very much. One of her last questions to me in her dying and sometimes incoherent state-of-mind was, “Who’s going to take care of my grand babies?” I think that touched me the most just knowing that she would be leaving and felt so helpless for answers. So it was.

I love little kids, and sometimes I wish I could be a little kid again in a little kid’s body with a little kid’s perspective. The innocence of it all!

Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c. ya.


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