Let Grandma Have Her Fun

So  last night after Pat and I sat down with Melissa's family for dinner, Robert Allen says to me, "Gramma, could you fix my pillow pet for me.  It has a rip in it."  So I told him I would sew it up for him. 

Didn't get to it till tonight around 6 ish.  Texted Melissa and told her Robert Allen's Pillow Pet was all sutured up.  He was ready to come home whenever they could get him.  So they send Robert Allen on his bike with a back pack to get his Pillow Pet. 

He came in, and it is hot outside, so I have him some cold koolaid type drink.  He gulped it down, stuffed his Pillow Pet into the backpack, and I told him "He didn't even cry when I stuck the needle in."  He smiled at me and rolled his eyes.

When he got home, Melissa sent me a text message to let me know he was back safe.  This is what she texted:  "He comes in and said Grandma said that Pillow Pet didn't cry when he got stuck with the needle. Grandma is silly, like the pillow pet is alive."  Melissa said she laughed then he said,  "Let Grandma have her fun."

Isn't that a hoot!?

Love
Dee

ENOUGH!!!

I’ve heard, and believe, all the positive affirmations about God and how he takes care of me:  “If God brings you to it, he will bring you through it.”  “God will not give you more than you and he, together, can handle” are a couple that I’ve heard, that I’ve said, and, yes, that I do believe.  But there are times…not that I would presume to tell God his business…but there are times when I want to shout, “OK!  THIS IS ENOUGH!!!”  Thing is, I have learned from those past experiences that when I feel like shouting that, unfortunately, it turns out that it isn’t enough…not nearly enough.  But in the end, it has always turned out according to His perfect plan.  It’s a hard thing to remember, though, when you feel like you have reached “enough”.

The Importance of Walking

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