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E’s Adventure

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About 10 days ago Mr. Aitch and I were taking care of three of our grandchildren, two dogs and nine chickens while our daughter and her husband were out of town. Friday was pizza night and Mr. Aitch and I decided we would rather get “real” pizza than bake a frozen one.  Mr. Aitch stayed with two of the kids while one of the twins went with me. The following is a storybook written and drawn by the twin who stayed home.

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We are going to get pizza.

I’m on the left driving and E is in the backseat.  For future reference I have an “N” above my head and E has an “E” above her head.

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Evelyn threw up in Nona’s car.

Yes, I heard the unmistakable sound of, well, that while I was driving.  Not much I could do at that point. Fortunately we were already on our way home.

We went home.

We went home.

E is covered in stomach contents. Notice my sad face.

E-Adventure-1 The end.

Budding artists

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When I was visiting our daughter last month, the twins each drew pictures for me.  I told them I would take them to my office and put them on the wall.

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Which I did.

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E’s picture was of her Lalaloopsy doll, Jewel.  I love the detail on her dress, the big button eyes, and the stitching for the mouth.

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Z’s picture is of her (on the left) and me (on the right).  She asked me what I love and instead of picking one thing, I told her I loved knitting.  That’s my knitting in the big heart on the right.  The sky reminds me of Vincent van Gogh’s “Starry Night” painting with the different swirls of blue.

Do you take your kid’s grandkids’ art to work?  How do you display their art?

Kids say the darnedest things

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Last week when I was at my daughter’s house, one of the twins asked me a question, “Nona, you’re her mom, right?”  She pointed first to me then to her mom, my daughter.

“Yes, that’s right.  I’m your moms mom.”

“Then you can tell her what to do, right?  Since you are her mom, right?”

“Well, not exactly.”

The other twin said, “Why not?”

“When she was a little girl, I told her what to do but now she’s a grownup and I don’t tell her what to do anymore.  I still offer her suggestions but she doesn’t have to listen to me.”

“Oh.”

We never found out where this was going or if they wanted me  to make their mom listen to me.  We did get a chuckle out of it though.

Happy Mother’s Day!