Tag Archive | Nicholas

Blanket please!

Natalie walks up from her room in the basement
Carrying her soft green blanket
She loves blankets whether it’s summer, fall or winter
They are her companion when she watches TV
They offer her a warm and soft place to be enveloped in

Another one of her blankets is already on the couch
When I point that out
She says she’d like now

Natalie’s love-affair with blankets goes way back
And anytime I see a soft blanket in a store
I wonderful if I should get it and bring it back

It reminds me of the large fluffy dog she asked for
When she was a child
One she kept in her bed for a long time
Now, Cashew has replaced that dog
She gives the best cuddles and she’s even warm

Natasha used to walk with big blankets around the house
No sweaters or robe de chambers for her
Blankets are much better for staying warm she thought
No matter how impractical

Nick is the only one who doesn’t carry blankets around
And no lounging in pyjamas for him either
He showers and gets dressed first thing in the morning
He seems to like that routine

Children are all wonderful and unique
And that goes for their use of blankets , as you can see

September 12th, 2016

Bedtime

Sometimes Nicholas rests/falls asleep
On the comfortable leather couch in the living room
Just before he’s supposed to go to bed
He looks so comfy cozy

I remind him it’s time to go upstairs
‘But it’s so nice here’ he says
With his eyes closed and mumbling his words

Ten minutes later I call him again
Reluctantly, he gets up half heartedly and walks upstairs

Then instead of going to brush his teeth
He heads to our bedroom
And falls face first, in the middle of the bed
He says our bed is the most comfortable bed
I think the fact that he can postpone brushing his teeth helps

“Just a little longer” he says
When I ask him to get up
And I feel so bad because he looks so relaxed

Eventually he gets up
There is only so long one can postpone going to bed
But I know I’ll miss this routine
When he won’t do it any longer

Reminds me of the time he was little
And would ask me each night
What to dream about
May 11th, 2016

Confused

I don’t know what’s real anymore!
All these changes in one day
Are not easy to handle

First you change the jam
From strawberry tto mixed berry
Now I don’t know what taste to expect
When I make my sandwich with peanut butter and jam

Then you tell me my usual cereal bowl is not clean
And I have to use a different kind
The bowl makes a difference you know…

And finally when I go to brush my teeth at night
I find a new toothpaste
Another new taste in my mouth!

Mom, all these changes have confused me today
My familiar things aren’t there
You know I’m pretty routine oriented
I do everything in the same order each day
And leave the house at exactly the same time
No surprises, no deviations from normal!

So, please don’t change things on me like that
And if you do, please make one change a day
And warn me in advance!

September 29th, 2015

Not philosophical!

 

I can be philosophical
A lot of the time
Maybe I need to lighten up!
Write a poem about something fun
Something to cheer someone up!

“Tu veux ‘messer’ avec moi?”
Said Nick this morning
To my I pad as he played a game

That cracked me up!
“Don’t even think of it
Tu vas ‘dier’”
He went on

I asked him if he felt lighter
Because he lost a tooth last night?
He said, “No, not really
Another tooth is growing in its spot!

Natalie was nervous for her
First day back
Ready to walk out in -14 degrees
Without mittens on her hands

She wondered if her back pack
Was too full for the first day of the term
I asked her why she
Was worried about that
She said, she stands on the bus
And it’s full
The people next to her may mind

Natasha had her new
Green hat on
With a jacket and scarf
Borrowed from Natalie because
The colours went better together
And as she was leaving
She went over her schedule
Thinking out loud

One by one, they left the house
Into the cold winter day
They stepped out
Are these my kids, I thought
I won’t get philosophical
I promised
So, maybe I’ll stop!

Lida Berghuis
January 17th, 2011

One sock on!

One sock off!

Nicholas has
One sock on
One sock off
It’s an odd image
But what stands out
Is the he doesn’t mind!

I see him walking down the hall
One sock on
One sock off
I wonder why he doesn’t
Take the other sock off
Or put the first sock on!

Asymmetry
Something odd
It catches my eyes
He is so at ease with himself

I ask him
“What happened to your sock?”
He says, “Natasha took it off!”
I am surprised that he doesn’t mind
He keeps walking
One sock on
One sock off
I keep staring at him
And wonder why
It bothers me that much
That he has only one sock on!

Lida Berghuis
February 23rd, 2004