Grandma

Dear Grandma,

Just so you know, you are often on my kid's minds.  Although I wonder if you would totally love the things they are saying.  Just remember they are innocents.  That's why when I heard these things recently, I just had to laugh.  And post them, so that all could join in the wondrous joys of children who speak their minds.

First before Christmas as I asked Travis what we should get you for Christmas, Issac piped up "I know.  We should get her a new wheel chair.  She could really use one of those."

Then after the days you spent over at our house for Christmas Wyatt walked in the house and sat down one day and said, "You can tell Grandma spent a lot of time in this chair.  It smells like her."  I asked him what it smelled like and he said, "Flowers, weird powder, and old."

Then a week or so later as we drove in the car with the kids and Bella's one friend, I overheard talking.  The conversation went something like this.  Bella said I love Christmas cookies.  My grandma is the best.  She is always getting us Christmas cookies.  I especially like to eat them in the summer.  Her friend said you mean the winter.  And Bella said no the summer.  My grandma always has Christmas cookies in the summer.  She gets them on sale.

Now to your benefit I know that it is probably late winter with the cookies thing.  And the kids really do love them.  Just wanted you to know they are thinking of you.

Love,
Mary

PS  It's crazy to realize you are a grandma, like I used to remember Grandma, with all of her food tasting just a bit musty and her house having a specific scent and knowing that she would always have fruited jello waiting for me to eat when we got there.  I only hope that my kids are saving up all these precious memories of you just like I have of Grandma.  Because to me you are still "Mom".

Week In Review

Although they had to convince and cajole me, the kids wanted to learn how to play tennis.  So a trip to the tennis courts and an unexpected time lapse later the kids learned to hit the ball consistently.  It ended up being a lot of fun and made me think of all the backyard baseball and basketball games of my childhood, the Family Home Evening touch football games, along with a slew of games I'm pretty sure my grandma made up and have been passed down and played repeatedly. 

Market on the Square in downtown Manheim which is an event that hosts a pie eating contest, tricycle racing amongst the National Honors Society, the local fire company, and random other group teams enter, local vendors selling both food and crafts, and many kid friendly activities which change from year to year.

A trip to Grandma's house and while driving in the car I was allowed to catch this rare moment of peace between the two younger boys.

An end of school year party with the Steven Courtney Band - who rock by the way and I would totally recommend them for an assembly or party function.

A visit from Aunt Elizabeth filled with snack runs to spoil the kids rotten.  She allowed Issac to pick one drink and one treat.  And it was a biological chemistry that pulled this child to Mountain Dew.  I don't know that he has ever even drunk it, but he knew intirsically that is what he wanted and some Hubba Bubba Bubble Tape. 

And lots of rain!  But that didn't stop the playdates or the walks around the neighborhood.  We just added umbrellas and I got to catch Wyatt and his buddy's huddled walking - a new photo favorite of mine.