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As some of you know, I wasn’t blessed with motherhood. Therefore, as a result, I have all this bent up nurturing instincts in me that have had no place to be released. In my 20’s and 30’s I did have an outlet by way of friends who would let me take their kids for a few hours (to their relief) and I’d either take them back to my place for fun and games, or we’d go to the zoo, or the park for a picnic. My niece and nephew were around for only a few years in their very young years, so I wasn’t able to shower them with much nurturing either. Thus, the story of my current favorite recreational activity has to do with being able to use up some of that stored up nurturing. I have developed a very nice friendship with a guy who has three grandsons. The oldest two are five and three, and they take turns staying overnight at their Papa’s house on a regular basis. Papa also brings them to church every Sunday for Sunday school, which they really love. The first time I met them, I had gone over to visit my friend and both boys were there. It was instant love on my part. I like to think it was on theirs too. I was sitting in the kitchen talking to my friend as he was preparing dinner and the youngest boy, Ayden, walked over and stood next to me. The next thing I knew, he had laid his head on my lap and I wrapped my arm around him and held him close to me. Talk about melting the heart. I was hooked right then and there. Through the last couple of years, I have been invited to join in family bbq’s and outings, and even went on a camping trip this past summer. I hug and love on these two little boys, and enjoy every minute of time that I get to spend around them. Nothing tugs at my heart more than to hear them say “I love you Karen” or to have them run up to me after Sunday school to hug me and sometimes show me some piece of artwork they created that day. The oldest, Ebin, started kindergarten this year, and yesterday I got to cheer on the sidelines as he participated in his schools cross country events. So far he has received two ribbons! They have absolutely no clue as to the affect they have on me. I call them “My Joy Boys” 
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 9/18/2009 11:47 am |
Hi Karen. You enjoy, theses two boys adore you by the looks on their faces. 
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9/18/2009 11:50 am |
Love is where you find it. 
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9/18/2009 11:50 am |
Ola - i know a little of what you mean i never wanted children i was far to busy working as a young man only recently have i realised i can cope with children and now have fun when Patricias grandies and great grandies arrive of course the older ones dont think its trendy to visit grandma as much ~ unless their short of a few bob , they know a soft touch when they see one lol
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 9/18/2009 12:00 pm |
Hi Karen, I dont know who looks happiest!! I used to borrow kids to go to the zoo with before I had my grandkids. Its not the same going to the Zoo without them.
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9/18/2009 12:01 pm |
That's a wonderful story Karen.. you're lucky you found them to love and they are extra lucky to have found you. There is nothing like the love from a child!!! Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it. J. Petit Senn
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9/18/2009 12:29 pm |
Lovely story g/f and nice shot too! Hugsssssssss! If you are doubting something, doubt your limits
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9/18/2009 12:37 pm |
Beautiful picture, you all look so happy  "Truth, wisdom, love, seek reasons, malice only seeks causes" Johann Kaspar Lavater
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9/18/2009 12:45 pm |
Yes kids can be a wonderful form of recreation as I am walking to school each morning with my G/F and 2 of her GG's and another in a stroller and a couple of neighborhood kids we have been dubbed by the crossing guard the Biker Gang! Glad yo have your Joy Boys to enjoy! Great recreation!
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9/18/2009 12:50 pm |
Karen, the love of a child is unconditional. He or she doesn't care if you're old, ugly like me, crippled with arthritis, or whatever. They sense the love from you and reflect it back in spades. Is it any wonder that one of the great joys in my life has been when I played Santa for a child? My new daughter is now in a motherly way, and Sandy and I will be there when she gives birth, and I'm here to tell you that that baby will receive all the love I can dish out. Great story and wonderful photo. Thank you so much. Mike
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9/18/2009 1:22 pm |
We oldsters adore our grankiddies. without them theres just not much to brag about..... " If guns kill people then pencils misspell words"
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9/18/2009 3:00 pm |
Children are what keep us young and the love of a child is so very precious. You look very happy and content.
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9/18/2009 3:25 pm |
Karen/Ola: Thanks for posting your story about the Joy Boys. Gave me a BIG **smile**.
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9/18/2009 3:47 pm |
Budetta: They are very lucky boys! They can't get a better, "Aunty" than YOU!! Good Picture too. Take care, be safe, & Happy, Your BUD Bill
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9/18/2009 4:10 pm |
Karen, I loved reading this. Joy Boys for sure! Hugs girlfriend "He who knows not the world, knows not his own place in it." Marcus Aurelius
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9/18/2009 4:34 pm |
When he came up, laid his head on your lap I got tears in my eyes! How wonderful for you Karen. Sounds like the love goes both ways! May you be in Heaven a half hour before the Devil knows you're dead! Irish Blessing
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9/18/2009 4:58 pm |
Ola... some of the best 'mothering' does not originate in the womb! Thanks for sharing your joys!! I Hope You Dance - Lee Ann Womack
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9/18/2009 9:13 pm |
Karen, They are cutie pies,and bet you spoil them a wee bit to...  Treasure what you have, Tomorrow you may not. have it, Be Thankful. for today.   
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9/18/2009 10:26 pm |
I see you enjoy your joy boys very much and I am sure they enjoy being with you as much as you do with them.
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9/19/2009 6:11 am |
thank you for sharing such a beautiful story of love and caring....I love your smile in the picture and can see all of the love shared.... Hugs, Aprille Live simply Love generously Care deeply Speak kindly Believe in Yourself
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