After six weeks in our new home, I’d say most things are good but some things not. I’ll deal with a few “not’s” today. In my effort to be open to new experiences, I joined my daughter’s fitness center. To my surprise, my husband joined too. Not a problem really, but yesterday we had our …
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Jesus Loves the Little Children…
In four days, I only forgot to go potty once, wear my coat once, and fasten my seat belt twice. That’s a great record for this seventy-three year-old Grandma who, along with an older yet Grandpa, just completed our annual four-day babysitting stint with our youngest grandchildren, ages five and four. But, because I could …
Hands – A Grandma’s Story
They’re soft. They’re warm. They’re innocent. They’ve not yet seen work or hardship or disappointment. They are the hands of my preschool granddaughter. As I sit here this morning at my computer, photos of a recent visit scrolling my iPad, my granddaughter’s hands are bringing forth tears. Why? Months separate our visits, so I savor …
Grandma’s Lost Blankee Story
Anyone with toddlers knows that the loss of a favorite blanket can become a grandma’s nightmare. But not for this grandma, not if I could help it. Last week my husband and I babysat, actually babyran, our two youngest grandchildren for four days. Eighty-seven hours. Numbers wise, they are our fourth and fifth grandchildren. G4 …
Intriguing Challenge for Biblioracles
If you like to read, this challenge will intrigue you: write a list of the last five books you’ve read. Then consider what your list might mean to someone else. John Warner figures that out in his weekly Chicago Tribune column titled The Biblioracle. From the lists emailed to him, he assesses what the person likes to read—for …
Senior Happy for Spring Break
I’m a senior, not in high school or college, but in life. You could also say I’m a senior in the University of Chicago Basic Program of Liberal Education for Adults, because I’m in my fourth and final year. It is Spring Break, and I’m happy to be free for a bit. Readings this past …
A Salute to Babysitting Grandmas
Once upon a time when I was in my late twenties I was the mom of a toddler and a newborn. I remember being on duty 24/7/365, similar to when I worked in nursing except I did not have every third weekend off like we did in the early sixties. I remember cloth diapers, sterilized bottles, …
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