All I can say is that it was one wild and crazy night – one the likes of which my wife and I have not had in quite some time. When I awoke this morning, my head was spinning, my eyes were bleary, and my ears were ringing. She was in much the same condition.
But lest you jump to conclusions, the cause of all this distress was not what you might be thinking. The only thing we overindulged in last night was the pure enjoyment of four rambunctious grandsons!
Proverbs 17:6 tells us that grandchildren are like a crown for their grandparents. Last night, the Queen and I went to bed reveling in the jewels with which God has now adorned our hoary heads.
Upon their arrival yesterday afternoon, we played on the swing set, then on the trampoline, and then out in the yard, all before transitioning inside to gorge ourselves on pizza and cookies and Sunkist Orange Crushes and Sprites and Dr. Peppers.
Recharged, we next assaulted the plastic bin kept under the coffee table and chock full of Matchbox and Hot Wheels leftover from their fathers’ childhoods. We drove muscle cars, dragsters, monster trucks, construction equipment, and motorcycles all over the living room. We even “launched” air planes and had dog fights all up and down the hallway.
Afterward, we settled down to watch Spiderman defeat the Green Goblin and Doc Oc before we witnessed the Incredible Hulk singlehandedly overcome a whole host of bad guys. Of course, these movies fired up our imaginations, and we restaged these titanic battles between good and evil with action figures retrieved from the toy box.
Following this, we popped and then consumed massive amounts of popcorn together with Fruit Roll Ups and Cheetos while we watched the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles display their impressive martial arts moves. Unable to restrain ourselves, we concocted and then donned our own handkerchief “masks” and armed ourselves with home-made versions of Ninja bos, nunchucks, sais, and swords.
This led to a philosophical discussion on the nature of the four Turtles themselves. In the end, inspired by their names - Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello and Raphael - we were led to drag out poster paper and colored markers in order to create our very own modern day masterpieces. What we eventually generated can be said to rival anything ever produced by the great artists of the Renaissance. Eventually, through the magic of Scotch tape, one entire wall was plastered with these newfound works of art.
I have to admit that, as the night progressed, the sheer volume and speed of the unfolding activity was somewhat dizzying for me. Doubtless, we engaged in several other similar undertakings that now elude my memory. At some point, I seem to recall that we managed to slow down long enough to brush our teeth and put on our jammies.
About the last thing I remember is the sweet sound of little voices as they lay there in their concocted “camping” set-up, complete with a tent made of sheets, and uttered their prayers, thanking God for their parents and their siblings, and their cousins and their friends and for pizza and cookies and popcorn and Fruit Roll Ups and Sunkist Orange Crushes and Sprites and Dr. Peppers and for Spiderman and the Incredible Hulk and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles all having defeated the bad guys.
Oh, yes… I seem to recall that they also thanked God for their “Yaya”, and lastly, for me, their “Granddaddy”.
Of course, unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, I was thanking God for all these things as well. Plus a few other things – among them, four little grandsons full of life and wonder and excitement, along with the infusion of these things that they and their three younger brothers bring into mine and my wife’s life together whenever we are with them.
Selfish as it may have been, I asked the Good Lord for many, many more such wild and crazy nights in the future!
SCRIPTURE SOURCE: https://biblehub.com/proverbs/17-6.htm.
But lest you jump to conclusions, the cause of all this distress was not what you might be thinking. The only thing we overindulged in last night was the pure enjoyment of four rambunctious grandsons!
Proverbs 17:6 tells us that grandchildren are like a crown for their grandparents. Last night, the Queen and I went to bed reveling in the jewels with which God has now adorned our hoary heads.
Upon their arrival yesterday afternoon, we played on the swing set, then on the trampoline, and then out in the yard, all before transitioning inside to gorge ourselves on pizza and cookies and Sunkist Orange Crushes and Sprites and Dr. Peppers.
Recharged, we next assaulted the plastic bin kept under the coffee table and chock full of Matchbox and Hot Wheels leftover from their fathers’ childhoods. We drove muscle cars, dragsters, monster trucks, construction equipment, and motorcycles all over the living room. We even “launched” air planes and had dog fights all up and down the hallway.
Afterward, we settled down to watch Spiderman defeat the Green Goblin and Doc Oc before we witnessed the Incredible Hulk singlehandedly overcome a whole host of bad guys. Of course, these movies fired up our imaginations, and we restaged these titanic battles between good and evil with action figures retrieved from the toy box.
Following this, we popped and then consumed massive amounts of popcorn together with Fruit Roll Ups and Cheetos while we watched the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles display their impressive martial arts moves. Unable to restrain ourselves, we concocted and then donned our own handkerchief “masks” and armed ourselves with home-made versions of Ninja bos, nunchucks, sais, and swords.
This led to a philosophical discussion on the nature of the four Turtles themselves. In the end, inspired by their names - Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello and Raphael - we were led to drag out poster paper and colored markers in order to create our very own modern day masterpieces. What we eventually generated can be said to rival anything ever produced by the great artists of the Renaissance. Eventually, through the magic of Scotch tape, one entire wall was plastered with these newfound works of art.
I have to admit that, as the night progressed, the sheer volume and speed of the unfolding activity was somewhat dizzying for me. Doubtless, we engaged in several other similar undertakings that now elude my memory. At some point, I seem to recall that we managed to slow down long enough to brush our teeth and put on our jammies.
About the last thing I remember is the sweet sound of little voices as they lay there in their concocted “camping” set-up, complete with a tent made of sheets, and uttered their prayers, thanking God for their parents and their siblings, and their cousins and their friends and for pizza and cookies and popcorn and Fruit Roll Ups and Sunkist Orange Crushes and Sprites and Dr. Peppers and for Spiderman and the Incredible Hulk and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles all having defeated the bad guys.
Oh, yes… I seem to recall that they also thanked God for their “Yaya”, and lastly, for me, their “Granddaddy”.
Of course, unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, I was thanking God for all these things as well. Plus a few other things – among them, four little grandsons full of life and wonder and excitement, along with the infusion of these things that they and their three younger brothers bring into mine and my wife’s life together whenever we are with them.
Selfish as it may have been, I asked the Good Lord for many, many more such wild and crazy nights in the future!
SCRIPTURE SOURCE: https://biblehub.com/proverbs/17-6.htm.