Monthly Archives: January 2011

  One day, my young grandson met me at his front door. Pulling me aside, he said, “Mamaw, I have to talk to you about a bad word”.  I sat down beside him and asked what this “bad word” was … Continue reading →

  At a family dinner gathering, the blessing was said and we all reached for our plates. Four year old Zac looked down at the plate his mother had prepared for him, threw up his arms and yelled, “WAIT, we … Continue reading →

Even though I don’t have a green thumb, I planted a rose. After weeks of tender loving care, my little rosie burst into bloom! And what a lovely bloom!  I carefully cut it and ceremoniously carried it into the house … Continue reading →

The news media is filled with articles about murder and mayhem!  Not just bad stuff, but stuff so evil that it makes your blood chill! How can this be?  How can a loving God allow people to do horrible things? … Continue reading →

One of my favorite kid’s stories was Hansel and Gretel. Not because of the ‘don’t trust stangers’ moral.  It was about the bread crumbs;  the kids left a trail of bread crumbs.  Even as a child, I could get lost … Continue reading →

Mercy, it’s cold outside!  Freezing temperatures with a harsh north wind, brrrrr. It seems the house temp won’t rise above 70* no matter how high I set the thermostat! I’m standing here with my sweater on drinking hot beverages to get warmer. … Continue reading →

Since entering that stage of life where kids call me mamawl, I’ve put on some weight. As a hefty non-dressy grandma, it’s really difficult to find clothes that look good….or should I say, look good ON me.   Fashion pros say … Continue reading →

A dear friend of mine slipped on the ice outside her home and took a tumble. Thankfully, she wasn’t seriously hurt!   When she told me about her mishap, she said she wasn’t being overly careful because it didn’t look dangerous.  … Continue reading →

  Remember when we were kids and we wanted a treat? The adult holding the treat always teased, ‘and what’s the magic word?” And we’d all jump up and down and yell, “PLEASE!” We have all had situations in our … Continue reading →

When my grandson, Zac, was about three, I put safety child locks on my kitchen cabinets. It was hard to get used to the ‘undo it’ deal before opening the cabinets. Again and again, I would grab the handle to open and … Continue reading →