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Gwumpa Stories

I'm a gwumpa. A grandfather, more precisely, but to those who matter to these stories, I'm simply Gwumpa. Those are the ones who sing with me when no one else is around to hear my squawking. The ones who think that a dusty old model car is a trophy for winning a racing event, even when told the car was actually a gift from someone long ago. The ones who look at their mom and dad and then at me, and play, "spot the differences" in their heads. The ones who carry on my parents' legacy. I'm very aware of how precious are the moments of clarity the little ones bring to us - if we are tuned in enough to listen to what we are hearing. That's why this site exists... to help me remember this as my life force ebbs and wanes. Perchance to bring a smile to your face. Maybe you have the honour of recognising these these moments, too, with your own children and little grandbitties. If so, you are blessed indeed. Peace and awareness to you , always.

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Humpty and the 2nd law of thermodynamics

April 27, 2014 Uncategorized 0 Comments

Yes! I have always wondered how to introduce the second law of thermodynamics to my grandson. And here’s how:

“Humpty Dumpty has been used to demonstrate the second law of thermodynamics.

The law describes a process known as entropy, a measure of the number of specific ways in which a system may be arranged, often taken to be a measure of “disorder”. The higher the entropy, the higher the disorder.

After his fall, and subsequent shattering, the inability to put him together again is representative of this principle, as it would be highly unlikely, though not impossible, to return him to his earlier state of lower entropy, as the entropy of an isolated system never decreases.”

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humpty_Dumpty#In_science

Guard will save me

March 28, 2014 Uncategorized 0 Comments

I have a picture of a futuristic gladiator hanging by the back entryway.

The grandson was nervous about it. I assured him by saying it was a guard to stop bad guys from coming in the door.

So he repeats it back to me, and in his little kid accent it sounds like he’s saying, “God will save me” when he points to this.

I have to let his momma know what he’s really saying before he freaks her out one of these days and they are sitting at home, alone…

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One thing lead to another

January 26, 2014 Uncategorized 0 Comments

It is 12:47 pm sunday afternoon and my grandson’s toy truck is broken on the kitchen counter.

I note this because at around 10:45 this morning i put the broken toy on the counter and turned around to get some super-glue.

Suddenly it’s two hours later and the guest bathroom is scrubbed, all the tile floor is swept & mopped, area rugs vacuumed, laundry half-done and dishes loaded & dishwasher running.

It all started because when i turned to get the super-glue i noticed that i needed to clear a spot on the kitchen table to make room for the super-glue mini-project. In doing that i noticed the floor needed sweeping. That led to dishes, which led to…

And the toy is still not worked on.

I can see how college house parties can get out of hand very quickly

#onethingleadtoanother