She's just 6 months old. She's not interested in napping. She wants to play Easter-egg hunt, too. My first Great-granddaughter. She's got blue eyes and the sweetest little blonde eyelashes and wisps of hair. So cute....so sweet. selahV
She has a dear friend. Her friend's mom has cancer. She wants to help. She got an idea. She'd make necklaces and sell them and give the money to help. She asked me for help. I researched various websites to ensure they were safe so she could create her own beads out of paper. We worked all afternoon one Sunday, cutting paper, gluing it, and rolling it into these darling little beads. She's now stringing them and selling them. She's excited. I'm excited. And I am sure the Lord is excited, too. And that's the best part of it all. May Jesus gain all the glory. After all... she's a Proverbs 31 lady:
First blessing is my precious 13-year-old granddaughter, Brooklyn. Secondly is what she shared on Facebook today:
"Its such a beautiful thing when your on the bus and all the little kids start to sing Jesus loves me! They are becoming my romodel!" (that's role model).
And thirdly, it thrills my soul that while other girls her age are posting things on Facebook which are very unbecoming a young lady, that God is working in her life to see the most important things in life and then be bold and willing enough to share them with the world.
Such things cannot be taught. They are caught from the Spirit of God. I'm so grateful and so blessed. hariette
One of our favorite places to go and explore is atop Wichita Mountains in Oklahoma. It's gorgeous. You can see for miles and miles. The splendor of the lakes and land that dot the earth below, create a respite from all the rush and hurry of the world. All my granddaughters love this place. At the right the girls inspect a hole in one boulder. We speculated on whether lightning strikes the giant rocks and makes little pockets in the boulders. When it rains, it collects in the holes and makes wonderful drinking fountains for birds and insects on top of Mt. Scott. Nature's birdbath?
I've posted other photos in various places throughout my blogs and written stories about our adventures. We once found thousands of ladybugs collected in the crevice of two boulders. They were just getting ready to take flight. My granddaughters marveled at the humongous cluster of their favorite insects. Hmmm...I don't know that I wrote about that, yet. Sounds like a photo story I need to post soon, huh?
This was one of the field-trips I use to show the girls the glory of God and His creation. They ask all kinds of questions and the time affords a relaxing atmosphere of fun and learning combined. At times we run into school buses at the top of the mountain. Unlike the teachers rushing about, trying to corral an errant child, I am able to take my time and let the children walk and climb and discover at leisure. It's an added benefit of my daughter's homeschooling commitment. When her boys were older, and in public school, I'd ride along on the bus and it was pure mayhem. Rarely did I get to talk and share and hear their questions or point out the awe of moments like the tribe of ladybugs we girls found while picnicking one Spring day.
The top photo above is of Haylee and Kinsey with the verse that came to my mind at the time I snapped the photo. Below is a latter capture when they turned around and graced me with expressions of joy. What about you? Do you have a great adventure where you taught a lesson amid the joy of exploration? Please take time to comment. Or maybe you'd like to submit a post of your own here. I'd love to hear from you.
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This is the dream room. This is what Haylee and Kinsey want when they get their own room. One will sleep on top and the other will sleep on the bottom. I'm guessing they will tromp across Haylee's bed after climbing the stairs and then slither down the slide in their pretty pink pajamas. I priced the bed set on the internet and it was almost 8-thousand dollars. I almost choked. I'm hoping to use my set of bunk beds for a base and let their handy-dandy daddy (who builds houses for a living), come up with the plans for the bookcases, staircase and slide. I actually have two bookcases we could attach to the front and all he'd have to do is cut out the particle board for the the top of the castle and the opening in the front. I've found some variations of this without the fancy-dancy circular railing on the staircase. Am sure I can handle directing of this project.
As soon as we get it built, I will post our own photos of our rendering of the Princess Room fit for a Queen. It shall be fun. And you can bet your bottom dollar that it isn't gonna cost us even 2% of 8,000-dollars!
Introducing my great-granddaughter, Jocelyn and her mommy, Bethany. Motherhood looks so good on Bethany who had this little bundle of joy just 3 weeks ago. I'm a blessed grama and grrr-grama. Loving it!
Then there are the two little Aunties who are so proud of their little niece. YES. Niece. Haylee and Kinsey are Bethany's sisters.
Aunt Haylee waits patiently to hold her little niece as sister, Kinsey, marvels at this live doll.
Kinsey not happy, as she has to share this bundle of joy.
Sooooo precious! So proud.
Simply gotta love being a woman when ya see these photos.
Better than McDonald's Happy Meal. Grama made a mountain of strawberries for the girls to eat. Giving them their walking sticks (toothpicks), made it all the more fun to climb the mountain and make it disappear.
NO, MY GRANDDAUGHTERS DON'T CARE FOR WHIPPED CREAM. But if yours do, then top it off with whipped cream and pretend they are digging through the snow.
Every time I see him, the world seems brighter. He loves life. And life seems to dance around him with fun, happiness, and joy. Don't get me wrong. He gets torqued up about stuff at times. He's not always Mr. Jolly Ho-ho. He's not all that thrilled with losing races, but he never stays down long. Pops right back up and sets his sights on another day, another ride. He can aggravate the fire out of his teachers (and his mom), with his laid-back attitude. Rules are like rubber-bands to him--always flexible. He's prone to be less serious about things others count most serious, and more serious about the things others count least serious. He loves to win, but loves to ride most. He likes the easy way out, but doesn't give up simply because life is hard. Jordy has that intangible goodness and mercy within him that pours out and hugs my heart without saying a single word. He likes my cookies--well, anything I make that's sweet, unless it has nuts. Sometimes when he comes over, I offer him things and he says, "Nah, I'm good." That just means he's fine and doesn't need me to pamper him with stuff, but he loves it when I offer, just the same. He makes me smile. He makes me laugh. He makes me giggle. His presence erases years from my mind, and makes youth feel tangible again. He doesn't have to do a thing to make me proud of him. His smile sucks the brains right out of my head. I'd do anything I could for him. He owns a huge part of my heart. He knows it, and I am glad he does. selahV