I didn't mean to make her cry.... - a Blog Post by rm_clitlick4you

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7/18/2011 1:01 pm

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I didn't mean to make her cry....

As many of you know, I've been struggling for the last few weeks over some tough personnel decisions at work.

I had to have conversations and let two people go because of some economic downsizing we are going through. It was very rough on me, and I've had a hard time getting my spirits back up.

The grand were around this weekend, and as you know, that ALWAYS brightens my life. I was on the road to forgetting the work woes and just enjoying my . And then I made the oldest grand (six year old Jenny) cry.

To set the stage, you need to understand that Mrs. Bob fancies herself a gardener. What that REALLY means is that I go with her to the nursery, I pay for and load whatever plants strike her fancy. And of course, I have to load the plants and bags of soil and fertilizer necessary to insure they can be planted.

Once we're home, I have to unload the plants, dig the holes, amend the soil, plant the plants, spread the mulch and water.
If I'm fortunate, I only have to dig ONE hole for each plant. Sometimes "they don't look right in that spot" and the hole is filled back up, a new hole dug, soil amended and new plant put in the ground.

When I say she's a gardener, I guess I really mean that she has a hired gardener to take care of the stuff. But I digress.....(as I'm wont to do).

In any case, we bring home some plants this weekend to plant on the side of the hill. We've put in a long stream flowing down into a pond filled with fish. It's always a thrill for the grand to feed them when we're outside working.

As Jenny and her sister are feeding the Koi, Mrs. Bob is trying to decide where to plant the new purchases. As we're talking back and forth, I hear Jenny and her sister talking, the voices getting louder. Suddenly, Jenny yells out "I AM NOT" and bursts into tears, and goes running into the house. Of course, I drop the shovel and 50 pound bag of soil and go running into the house to see what's up.

I walk inside, and find her sitting on sofa, her head buried in one of the 5 million pillows Mrs. Bob has decided needs to sit on the sofa.

I pull her onto my lap and just cuddle her for a moment, trying to get her to calm down long enough to tell me what's wrong.

Finally, regaining her composure, she asked why I was saying all those mean things about her.

Dumfounded, I look at her and say "sweetie, Papa didn't say any many things about you. I'd never do that".

She proceeds to tell me that she heard Mrs. Bob and I talking about her. Having no idea to what she was referring, I asked her what she heard.

"You said I was creepy" she told me. I looked at her in amazement and said that we never said you were creepy.

"Yes you did Papa" she said. "You and Nana were talking about where you should put me." Still without a clue, I asked what exactly she heard.

And that's when she told me.

"Papa, you asked Nana where you should put creepy Jenny".

It was all I could do to maintain a straight face as I explained to her that we asked where should we put the CREEPING Jenny, and that we were talking about a plant, not her.

Of course, the creeping Jenny was later planted in the exact spot the Nice Jenny wanted it to go.

Damn my grand can turn my mood around.

Bob

Peace is my sister. wgf
And please...the name is Bob...not clit.

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39lawless 58F

6864 posts
7/18/2011 5:16 pm

Awwwwww, that is such a great story!

Always tell the truth
Use kind words
Keep your promises
Giggle and laugh
Be positive
Love one another
Always be grateful
Forgiveness is mandatory
Try new things
Say please and thank you
Say your prayers
Smile

~Author unknown

TwiztedFantasies 62M/63F

7/18/2011 7:03 pm

Welcome back Bob... I love the family stories

Share my journey...I write when my soul cries.

silk_petal_rose 60F

2363 posts
7/18/2011 8:19 pm

had my grandsons over also this weekend.......isn't it great.....

silky...

BehindMyBlues 58F

15466 posts
7/18/2011 8:55 pm

Out of the mouths of babes - My 2 1/2 year old grandson said Yes Maam to me on Friday - just about fell out of my chair as we have been working on Maam and Sir but didn't realize that he was getting it. Of course he does call men Maam too -

so we have more work to do still. Grandkids are truly a most precious gift. Love the stories you share Bob. Nice to see you here too.

BehindMyBlues

rm_19harley86 74M

45446 posts
7/18/2011 9:07 pm

G-kids loves us regardless of our job or status in this world.

---------------------Dennis US ARMY (RETIRED) AND YOUR FRIEND

I never mean to offend(blog or comment) anyone ,If I do contact me please. Please check out my blog Harley-Davidson Drive(19harley86)

w00f 49F

1087 posts
7/18/2011 11:30 pm

What a precious moment that must have been

. The only reason I want to have children is that they'll return the favor someday by giving me grand kids.

This story made me want to laugh and cry at the same time. Its good to be back again.

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