Saturday, June 19, 2010

Six Word Saturday

My six words for this Saturday are:

MiMi is missing her little "beach boy"...

Here at the beach, having fun, its true...

but something's missing, and that is you!

...wishing you and your family were here...



Friday, June 18, 2010

Cool Fun In The Summertime...

These two "cuties" have found a "sure-fire" way to beat the summer heat.

They jump into Maddie's swimming pool which is usually filled with some ice cold water!

Then they splish and splash all about.

Eventually they hop in and out of the pool, which makes the water all trashy... but isn't that what those wading pools are for?

By the way...Madison always swims with her Crocs on!...

"Cool fun" will be continued....all summer!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Family Tradition...

Cade's mother had a dental appointment yesterday afternoon, so the little fella' spent the afternoon at MiMi's house.

Not long after Cade arrived, I went into the kitchen to make some egg salad for lunch. While I was busy peeling and chopping the eggs...guess what Cade was doing?

He was busy pulling out the kitchen chair, climbing up in it, then climbing up on top of the kitchen table! I grabbed him just as he crawled on top of the table!

According to Cade's other grandmother, his mother enjoyed pulling this same "stunt" when she was a "wee one". So, I guess he's just following a family tradition...

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Goodnight Caden...

Cade is spending the afternoon with me today. I just finished putting him down for his afternoon nap.

He has a unique nap time ritual. After I sing about a dozen or so songs to him, we go down the list of names of everyone in the family and tell each one of them goodnight. He says "Bye Mimi", "Bye E", "Bye Maddie"--sort of his version of "Goodnight Moon". His mama told me that he always does this before going to sleep.

After telling everyone "bye" he settles down with his "key" (his little monkey blanket), and quietly goes to sleep.

I love hearing Cade tell everyone goodnight. He's usually quiet, and I don't get to hear him talk much. He's such a sweet little fellow...especially when he's sleeping.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

The Bear Shop...

Yesterday I went shopping with my daughter, Brandy, and her daughter, Madison. We had some errands to do. One of our stops was at Kmart, and it happened to be about lunchtime.

As we were checking out of Kmart, Madison noticed a cardboard cutout of the Icee Polar Bear, located next to their snack bar. Madison immediately began to beg to eat lunch at "The Bear Shop" (Kmart's snack bar) Although we tried really hard, we couldn't talk her out of we ended up eating at "The Bear Shop"...

We walked up to the cashier/cook. She gave us a look that said "Oh please don't order food that I have to cook." I thought to myself...too bad lady, we are here to eat lunch--and misery loves company..."

While I ordered, I explained to the lady that my granddaughter insisted on eating here...and that I was unable to talk her out of it. My daughter overheard the conversation, and later chastised me about it. She advised me that my remark was a "sure fire way to get a "goober" put in my food."

Surprisingly, when the food was ready, I had a nice looking hamburger--complete with lettuce, tomato, pickles, and onion (I didn't see any "goobers"). Madison thoroughly enjoyed her hot dog and french fries! Brandy, on the other hand, ended up with a "dried-up-looking" little pepperoni pizza that had four hard, dry, little pepperoni slices on it! We both laughed when we saw it--she couldn't even eat it!

The moral of this story is...if you are at Kmart, and you have a child with you who insists on eating at "The Bear Shop", order the cheeseburger combo--but not the pepperoni pizza--and watch what you say to the cook!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Clean House...

Yesterday afternoon my oldest son came over for a visit while his wife and son were at a party. He walked in and sat down. In a few minutes, he looked around the room and said " Your house isn't usually this clean when I come over." I shot him a dirty look, and asked "What do you mean by that?" He then clarified himself by explaining that the floor is usually littered with toys from the grandchildren! I explained that I hadn't had any company today.
Yes, these days, more often than not, the floor stays littered with toys. Some days it bothers me that I can't keep it picked up...then I remind myself of all of those years when I had a clean house and no grandchildren--and I wanted grandchildren so badly!
By the wasn't even 20 minutes after my son made that statement about the house, when both grandchildren arrived and the floor looked normal once again! Yes, give me clutter any day...I love my grandchildren much more than a clean house!