Regarding Barbara Smith's post on spending money wisely, I had to chuckle remembering what a delightful time I shared with Sarah's two older sons as they shopped for little gifts for their mom and dad. They are my 2 oldest grandchildren and they made my summer beach trip a memory I'll never forget. I agree that the experience was a milestone for the kids as well as their mother!
What to Pack: When Your Kids Travel Without You
|8/16/12 7:51 PM|
As proud grandmother of these 3 active boys (and 2 granddaughters) I have to admit that I am so delighted that my daughter has realized at a much earlier age than I did that children will remember happy days engaged in creative play with their parents enjoying the amusing dialogue and carefree, joy-filled hours. As a child visiting at my grandmother's house I was warned to sit quietly on the sofa with hands in lap and feet held still, so as not to upset her. Visits to her home do not hold warm memories for me... not surprisingly. Childhood is a fleeting moment in time. When my grand kids leave my house and I move around picking up toys, sweeping up crumbs and wiping up occasional baby spit up I may grumble slightly but ultimately whisper a prayer in thanksgiving for the blessings they have brought into my life.
Embracing the Family Mess: Striking a Balance Between Chaos and Order
|6/11/12 9:18 PM|
That is my childhood bedroom in photo...my home...my parents moving out....and my daughter who submitted the article. Sarah, I am forever indebted to you for sharing this intimate and precious memory with your readers and for poignantly revealing emotions that I could not find words for.
Saying Farewell to a Home
|3/13/12 11:12 PM|