By Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy birthday Logan. I love you oh so much.
When Logan buried a dollar coin in his back yard garden, he didn’t know what would happen. When his father planted peas, peas grew. When his mother planted corn, corn grew. So after he planted the dollar Logan watched and waited. Nothing happened for a long time even though Logan checked the ground every day and kept the dirt moist with his watering can.
Then one morning Logan noticed the ground bulging. The next day the ground cracked and out popped a fountain of pennies. When he gathered them into a pile and counted them, there were 100 pennies.
The following day a shining bush with silver dots on the end of each branch grew in the place where he planted the dollar. The silver dots grew and flattened out until they became nickels. When Logan picked them he counted twenty nickels. The following day Logan noticed a green hedge bordering the garden with four large quarters resting on top. The next day Logan found a tree with two large fifty cent pieces dangling in the highest branches.
Logan gathered all his money and counted his treasure.
“I have so much more than I started with,” Logan said. “This is much more than I need. I think I’ll open a free money store.”
So Logan gathered a card table and a chair. Then he opened a money store in his front yard with a sign that said . . . “Get Your Free Money Here. Price = One Promise.”
When the first children stopped by they noticed Logan had a bowl full of pennies, one for nickels, another for quarters and the last one for fifty cent pieces.
“How much for a penny?” the first child asked.
“If you give me a promise, I will give you three pennies.” Logan answered.
“What is the promise?”
“Just promise me that you will do three things with your pennies,” Logan answered. “Promise me that you will save one, spend one and share one.”
The child promised, took the pennies and skipped back home.
Then another child came by and Logan made the same deal.
Soon everyone in the neighborhood had received a small monetary gift from Logan and had given him a promise in return. Before long Logan noticed that the people in his neighborhood seemed to talk to each other more and helped each other with their yards. He also watched as neighbors secretly dropped off gifts to other neighbors.
One day Logan's younger brother asked, “Why did you give all your money away? You could have been rich.”
Logan took the dollar coin out of his pocket and cupped it in his hand.
“Oh, I’m rich alright – rich with friends. And I still have all I need,” Logan answered. “If I kept planting and sharing, I’ll always have enough.”
The greatest joy in living is always in the giving.
ALICE THE GRAND
Happy Birthday my precious Alice.
While you read this poem written just for you - notice the words in italic.
They are taken directly from the book “Alice in Wonderland”.
You are our Alice the Grand who brings wonderland everywhere you are!
Some people fall down a rabbit hole to discover wonder land
I know a girl who popped out of that hole whose name is Alice-the-Grand.
“Eat me!” Drink me!” says Mother to Alice with a smile.
“Now it’s time for dinner so stop running for a while.”
“But Mom,” Alice replies, “It takes all the running I can do to keep in the same place.
If I want to get somewhere else, I must run twice as fast!” before I can say grace.
“Curiouser and curiouser,” says mother with much care.
“I believe no matter what I do, we’re all mad here.”
“Who in the world am I? Ah that’s the great puzzle,” says Alice with a grin.
I think there is a Chesshire cat who will tell me where to begin.
So Alice finds her feline friend and says boldly without fear,
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends,” Chesshire says, “a good deal on where you want to get to” my dear.
When brothers Griffin and Rylan make a mad dash for her toys
Little Alice stands with her scepter and shouts most boldly
“Off with their heads, you scallywag boys
If you want to keep your heads, give me back those toys!”
“That is impossible,” says Rylan with a smirk
“I can’t think without my head – I think you are berserk.”
But Alice holds her stance and says with a mighty blast,
“If you can’t think, you wouldn’t talk so fast
So brothers beware if you don’t want a neck cast…
Give those toys back to me or today will be your last!”
Shivering with fear and quaking in their boots
Griffin and Rylan’s hand back the toys and all their sister’s loot
“It is no use going back to yesterday,” says Rylan with sigh
“way back then I didn’t see my sister’s greatness by and by.
But now I know and have been enlightened with this mighty scare
No more bothering great queen Alice - even if I dare.”
Happy Birthday to a very special grandson I love.
If Andrew is turning seven
Then he can’t be eleven
So let’s shout hurray
For this birthday boy today
Sometimes he sits still
Other times his wiggle will
Bust right out of his skin
And make the fun begin
For Andrew is like the sun
Before the day is done
He runs fast as the breeze
So remember if you please
He likes a big high jump
His arms are circle pumps
Swings right through the air
So notice if you dare
He will climb right to the moon
Then be back by noon
And eat blueberry pie
When it’s the fourth of July
He also likes to snuggle
And if you give him a huggle
He’ll squeeze your neck so tight
Your heart explodes in delight
For Andrew is a treasure
A jewel without measure
For a boy who is turning seven
Is a little piece of heaven
Is a little piece of heaven