Apr 07
Hello!
From napowrimo.net:
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that argues against, or somehow questions, a proverb or saying.
As it is Eldest’s birthday today, I went for a couple about age [Source: https://proverbicals.com/age]
I have read, on that tome called the internet,
“Grey hair is a sign of age, not of wisdom”.
And to think I was quite looking forward
To my Nana Coco days: more little hands,
Trusting and sticky, wrapped round a rock bun
My gnarling digits had helped them to make;
Dreaming wistfully of reading picture books
To listening littlies, answering questions
About the good old days and explaining
Why dictionaries, landlines, and cassettes
Had their place in the world when I was young,
To more wide-eyed wonder than their fathers’!
Germans apparently say a lot that:
“Old age is no protection against foolishness”
And this one seems to pan out, as I am
Already facing my mid forties and
My newly 9 and 12 year olds do claim
My idiocy gleams daily. I know
They roll their eyes at the fuss and hug quotient
I deem as gifts. They educate me on
‘Proper’ behaviour more frequently than
I remember doing for my elders.
My schooling’s not a match to their native
Digital genius. I’m chopped liver.
And yet many a soggy shoulder or
Wakeful night worrying’s to come, I feel.
I would suspect, hair dyed or no, I’ll play my part
And maybe earn some respect on the way…?
Eldest woke up a few minutes before his time of birth this morning, and I got to hold his hand as he turned 12. I also managed not to cry!! This meant he was bargaining for YouTube by about 7.05am but hey, he did show me some of his friends’ channels and also had a laugh with me over random videos about elephants messing about, so it was a nice start to the morning!
Eldest opened his presents and then we all watched Iron Man 2 on Amazon Prime together. Afterwards, it was on to making buttercream icing and adorning the spongecake the boys and I made together yesterday morning. There is a tradition here of poking chocolate mini eggs into the icing, as we have Spring ‘babies’ (Youngest did the same for his cake 8 days ago, see above!) but Eldest decided he and his brother would also add some sprinkles. No complaints here!
We got a Domino’s pizzas in for dinner before we cut and sampled the cake. It was a good meal!

Eldest’s birthday sponge
How on EARTH do we have a pre-teen in the house, though?! He hit double figures at the start of the Pandemic and time has just seemed to do crazy stuff since then. Feels so weird looking at this kid, who is only a head shorter than me now, and thinking through all the transitions he and I have gone through to get here. He’s definitely been one of my greatest teachers, this firstborn rascal of ours 😉
Anyway, I’d better go and watch some Dr Who with the kids before bedtime (as always requested) and save this draft until I have time to put the pics on it! Take care, and I’ll return for Day 8.
Monty X
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