Thursday, July 11, 2013

The little clip of Baby Addison reminds me of my first baby sister. It can take me back to my 18 month old self and today, I am remembering our cuckoo clock...

That baby couldn't look more like her grandmother and I do wish I could pinch her sweet fat cheeks. I was telling the story of the .dynamic duo, before baby Jackie came from the stork to our house. First thing was the cuckoo clock and me. I remember the chain of the cuckoo clock and the little bird that used to come out on the hours at our house. We had shiney wood floors at 113 and me and my mommy and my daddy lived there before Ju.

I was so happy to have a baby sister, when she came home, I wanted to pick her up. I do remember pulling the chains on the cuckoo clock and I guess that I am the one who broke it, even though I didn't know that it was broken. It just stopped cuckooing, one day.

When baby Ju came, we became great friends. I remember playtimes, under the table and how huge dad's chair seemed to us. We sat, one on one side of the chair and one on the other side of the chair and swang the arm of the chair to each other. We played catch like that, many times. Until...it hit both of us in the teeth and we had a brown front tooth, the both of us, from that play session.

We stood on our heads at the landing of the steps and rolled down those steps many, many times. We really did think that we were grown children and they would shut the lights off downstairs to keep us from going downstairs when unsupervised. When mom was expecting baby Jackie, we decided to get some orange juice from the fridge, by ourselves. We didn't want to bother mommy for such a thing.

I remember opening the fridge and grabbing the juice bottle and hearing mommy's voice, screaming, I dropped the glass all over the kitchen floor. Poor mommy, fell down the steps and slid into the kitchen, like a baseball player. We were quite a pair. Talk about little rascals.

I am sure that nobody had more of a wrestling with curiosity of children than our mom. If the chains of the cuckoo clock would have held us we would have played a type of jump and pull, with the chains. Jumping and bumping our heads on the clock and then the other going up when we fell to the floor on our bottom. We laid on the bottom steps with our feet on the wall and calculated, what mischief we would get into next. When we were outside, we slid down the brick steps as though the slide was high and tall. It is amazing to imagine how little we were.

I remember the tears in Uncle Paulies' eyes when we went to Georgia, for what seemed like such a long, long time. We felt like we would never see him again. Maybe it was a few days, maybe it was a week when we were gone. To us and our grown uncle Paulie, it seemed an eternity.

I do wish that somebody would send me a picture of Elijah's baby, because she is probably the picture of baby Jackie and it is like a puzzle in my mind that comes together when I see these replica's of my baby sister dollies. I loved them to pieces and still do.

1 comment:

jacqueline chin said...

Hey Jayne we love you too
Ill send it later today stay strong and safe
Take care of your health cause your turn is around the corner .
Peace and love Jackie

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.