It's been a bit since I've told you a Mara-ism. Brace yourselves, because this one MELTED me. At my daughter's house for my grandon's birthday yesterday, Mara climbed onto my lap, put a hand on each side of my face, and said, "For as long as I can remember, I've been with you." Then she … Continue reading Mara-isms
Melissa has a couple of weeks before her husband finishes up with the Marines and is home for good. This means I've been helping her a lot. A LOT. Yesterday's task was mowing the lawn. It has not been mowed since they moved in - June 3rd. I needed a baler instead of mower. At … Continue reading Mara-isms
Monday and Wednesday are my days that Michelle has always come to my house to hang out. The dogs get a chance to play with each other. I get a little Michelle time. It's been a workable schedule for years. Then Melissa moved home. I've put her on the same schedule as Michelle because Momma … Continue reading Mara-isms
Mara says: Fuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk. Grandma snickers. Mara says: Ah, dammit. Grandma chuckles. Mara says: Ain't. Grandma says: We do NOT use that word in this house! Priorities, yo!
My really freaking stinking super cute grandkids (and their parents) have moved into my town. This opens up a wide array of stories to tell. They say the funniest, oddest, strangest things and I have forgotten how brutally honest kids can be. I'm sure at some point there will be Maddox stories, but at this … Continue reading Mara-isms
I could probably make "conversations with Mara" into a series. That child. She is a talker! And she takes everything very literally. She's four. She doesn't quite understand sarcasm yet. Since she arrived she has been asking me what the grey kitty's name is. I keep telling her, "It's Smokey." Then she goes, "Hi, Smokey." … Continue reading Conversations With Mara
Check out this little beauty. She's been here for a few weeks and will be here until mid-June. It's been so fun having her around. Her sweet little voice as she babbles about nothing. She only says comprehendable words here and there. Mostly it's just jibberish. But, boy-howdy, is it cute jibberish! We were sitting … Continue reading My First Thought