Jack Aidan: Grandma,What Did You Do Then?
Grandma: I Opened The Box And Found Lots of White Plastic Nuts. Then I Dug Deeper Into The Box And Found That.
Grandma: Those Were Buckeyes Wrapped In Ohio Newspaper.
Jack Aidan: Was There Anything Else In That Box Besides Buckeyes?
Grandma: Yes, Jackie Bear, There Was More.
Jack Aidan: What Was It,Grandma?
Grandma: It Was A Framed Photo Of That Buckeye Tree In Fishing Guy's Yard And A Printout Copy Of The Buckeye Poem I Wrote Last Month As A Comment On Fishing Guy's Blog.
Buckeye Poem
Come to Ohio to see
Buckeyes thicker than flies.
Many kinds you will see.
One is a nice green tree
That grows up to the skies
With blossoms for a bee.
One is a football team
Scoring touchdowns way high
And winning with a scheme.
One has a wild fan club base.
When red and white colors fly
All Ohioans keep pace.
Here's to all the Buckeyes.
Columbus is the place.
Let football fly her skies.
And when the game is done
And Buckeyes leaves do fall
The Bucks are number one.
Jack Aidan: Golly, Grandma, The Great Pumpkin Does Exist And You Can Encounter Him In A Pumpkin Patch, Or In A Mum Bed Or In A Blog!
Grandma: Yes, You Can Jackie Bear. Now I'm Going To Have Your Grandpa Hang That Buckeye Photo And The Poem That Is In That Fancy Brown And Gold Frame Right Above Your Changing Table. That Way You Can Study It While Mommy Changes Your Diaper And You Can Remember That You Go Back In Family History To A Long Line Of Buckeyes!
1 comment:
Joann: It is with pure enjoyment that I get to hear your conversation with Little Jack. It's great that this remebrance will hang above the changing table as a reminder of the Buckeye Tree that can (make new little trees).
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