Have You Ever Looked At Life Like A Five-Year-Old?

 

How Do Five-Year-Olds Think? Priceless.

Since they were very young, whenever my grandkids visited us, they would take two hands full of loose coins from the change bucket. They could keep what did not fall out of their hands. Their hands are getting bigger now and they love counting the coins to see how much they get. 

Gramma: "Brie, what are you going to do with all that money," I asked.

Brie: "Give it to my daddy, in case he needs it."

 

Here's Another One...

Brie: "Gramma, how come you don't paint your nails anymore?"

Gramma: "Because I work from my home office, now."

Brie: "So, Gramma, you really need to get out more."

I was stumped for an answer to this five-year-old.

And Another...

With the time change during spring break, it was not dark at dinner time.

Brie: "Gramma, why are we eating dinner in the morning?"

Gramma: "It's not morning; it's evening."

Brie: "Oh, Gramma. You are so silly. It is never light outside at dinner time." 

 

This One Touched My Heart In A New Way

William is nine years old but reads at an eleventh-grade level. He loves books and I teared up when he said, "Gramma, you're an author, right?"

"Sure am!"

"Do you think I could read your books?"

"Of course! But I will expect a review, okay?" That really excited him.

It's these moments -- these are the moments we never forget. you can't put a price on them - PRICELESS

And watching them bowl......another priceless moment...last month.

 Until You Have Bowled with Pumpkins....You Haven't Bowled

Can Your Relationship With Your Dog Be Like a Marriage

When we think of the words "For better, for worse," we usually think of marriage.  However, there is another type of relationship where I believe this is applicable – our relationship with our pets; specifically dogs.

When we acquire a pet, how often do we promise to take care of him; for better - for worse?

For Better Or For Worse - Our Relationship With Our Pets

We fall in love with that puppy and look forward to many years of joy with him. BUT.....sometimes…

He has genetic problems and requires special care, which can be very expensive. He will NOT stop barking.

He bites people.

He poops and pees in the house.

He is left alone all day and then goes crazy when his owner comes home and becomes a pest, trying to gain full-on attention.

He isn't as cute as when he was a puppy.

He has a serious accident or disease and requires special care for the rest of his life.

He is destructive when left alone... Sometimes, rather than spend the time needed to restore the relationship, we give up.....and give that dog away.

Your Commitment To Your Pets

This is where a dog rescuer comes in. We have rescued over 30 dogs in the past few years who have been abandoned, beaten, or ignored. 

EVERY SINGLE one of them has been a total blessing in our home. 

Every one of them had special needs which required a lot of attention. 

And every single one of them has been the best dog…EVER. Don't kid yourself -- rescue dogs know they have been rescued. They will do anything and everything to please you. All they ask for in return is to be loved. 

Just loved. 

When given the love and attention they need, many of their previous bad habits disappear.

Love Your Pets No Matter What

I believe that dogs who have been rescued have the largest vocabulary and they tell us (to the best of their ability) how much they love us, how much they appreciate us, how they will never leave us.

All they want.....is to be heard and loved. 

They will never break their promise to you – to love and support you to their dying day.

Has there been a special dog in your life? Possibly a rescue dog? I would love to hear your story.

Why You Should Never Take Candy From A Baby - Ever

Is there a Murphy's Law that says: "When you are dressed to the nines, that is when mishaps/mini disasters/poop happens?"

My daughter, her two children, my husband, and I had attended the Celebration of Life service for a dear friend of ours. It was difficult for all of us as he had been a friend for 35 years and was close to our entire family. It was exceptionally hot outside and we were anxious to get home. 

My husband was in the far rear seat of my daughter Rochelle's SUV facing our one-year-old granddaughter, Brie, in her car seat. Hubby was entertaining Brie and she was giggling and having a great time with Papa.  

It's Not Chocolate...

Each of us was deep in thought regarding the day’s events when hubby shouted from the rear, “Why did you give her chocolate?"  

"What chocolate? I didn't give her any chocolate. William, did you give your sister some chocolate?”

"MOM, it isn't chocolate. It's POO!"

Brie had been cleaning out her diaper and handing the poo to Papa.  She thought it was a great game. Papa....not so much. It was too late. He had already taken some 'chocolate' from his granddaughter.

Why You Should Never Take Candy From A Baby

We were on a busy highway with narrow shoulders not allowing much room to clean the baby and the car. Please remember, we are all dressed up, it is hot outside and all we had to use for clean-up were some baby wipes. No water. No bag to make the deposits.

Rochelle stripped the clothes off of Brie, put them on the side of the highway which I protested for a moment. "Mom, do you want to hold them in your lap the rest of the way home?" Thoughts of the odor wafting through the car made me gag.

Placing Brie on the driver's seat, it was my job to clean her using baby wipes. It was in her hair, under her nails, everywhere. It was Rochelle's job to clean the entire car seat, the window, the door, and the floor......all with one box of baby wipes. 

We could only open the car door partway as there was a cement barricade on the edge of the highway shoulder.

Moral Of The Story

Amazingly, we were able to do a thorough enough job to get us the rest of the way home, which was a five-hour drive.

Considering all the emotions of that day, the moment that will be etched into my mind forever was the look on Papa's face when he realized, "This ain't chocolate!"

And the moral of this story? Never take candy from a baby!