Fun With Grandsons

Recently spent some time with my daughter and her family in Arizona. The twins like to have fun as you can tell. So I thought I would just put our adventures into a poem for them.  Hope you enjoy it.

COHORTS

Cohorts in crime I guess you could say

My grandsons and I when I come to play.

Nothing is off limits I’ll try anything

Just having fun is what we will sing.

Donuts for breakfast I hear a twin say

Pile in the van – we are on our way.

We have code words that we like to say

Family Fun means a trip to Dollar Tree today.

We fill our cart after scouting the store

Silly String we buy by the score.

Back at the house and on with the fun

Who will be hurt before the day is done?

A new long board – how fun it will be.

What can go wrong? Guess we will see.

Help me to balance I hear myself say.

I do quite well as I go a short way.

The grandson turns away and don’t you know

I try it myself and down I do go.

In one hand already stitches I’m sporting

So now my good hand a bruise is importing.

The next day a set of new ramps does appear

The wheels in my brain engage in gear.

Talking to Grampa he says, “No way!

Off of that ramp you must stay.”

Wanting Grampa’s comics Jimmy quickly agrees

That on the ramps I must not be.

I advise that Grampa’s not there to see

He will not know if on the ramps I choose to be.

Although I think the ramps I think I could do

I listened this time to those two.

A hike in the dessert just lead the way

What was I thinking when I said OK?

All too soon our week is done

And I must stop having so much fun.

But have no worries we know for a fact

That I’ll be having fun when I come back.

Written for: Jimmy & Billy

By: Grandma (Kathie Marrs)   04/27/15