As I write this, the house is quiet...minus the sound of the dishwasher.
Corinne is back home. My sweet girl is different.
Horse camp has sparked new interests in a city
girl, mainly belts, belt buckles and 4-H.
My guess is she was with older girls by the way she walks and talks.
I am also assuming she has heard some conversations dealing with sex and maturing.
When I asked about this she said .."Who told you about that?"
er mom's intuition??
More as I discover it.
Last weekend Kevin and I had a talk about vacations.
While he is dying to get to camp, he also wants a real
vacation...somewhere.
Never mind he went to st Louis with his dad, uncle and cousin.
And he went rafting with friends.
And PLEASE not to New Orleans again!!!
Well, son, just how long has it been since you have seen Nonie, Paw-Paw and Gramps??
And remember gramps has been ill for several months.
er , I dunno. Well let me tell you...since Christmas...6 months!!!
He has a fleeting sense guilt, then the "but mom"....
I gently remind him these people are our closest family we love them very much
and they are getting older.
As they age , they are less able to get around and LOVE calls and visits
from us.
(My mom has been caring for her mother..who finally has made it a retirement/nursing
home. Both are relieved but sad that she had to do this.)
But back to Kevin, I let him mull it over....and Keith too, who happens to be in the car.
As DIVINE intervention would have it....my mother has nothing to do the weekend of
the 18-19 and would love to drive up to see us.
Also as divine intervention would have it there is a child to be picked up at
camp and a horse show to boot!!
Child 2 has 2 baseball games the same weekend.
A chance for both to show them their skills. with their friends coming
over, the grandparents get to see our real life.
Everyone loves it.
BUT...the real reason my shameless children cannot wait for them to come is the fact
that their grandmother is an exceptional cook!!!
She makes the best steak /gravy and mashed potatoes...they finished off an extra large bowl
friday night, jambalaya on saturday and Father's day is roast mashed potatoes again!!!
Oh yeah , she brought them frozen lasagna she made!!
Real love can't get better than this.
As for me , i have been wrestling with the purchase of a new vacuum that has the same problem as the one I own. Only my dad can find the simple problem with the cord and fix it for me!!
all I owe him is my love!!
I see my dad looking more frail, this you cannot tell in the phone calls.
He needs knee surgery and the trip up here is not easy for him.
My mom sees her brother get to enjoy his grandchildren...they all live in the same small town.
She misses us even more.
Love has a way helping us see what needs to be done and do it ...soon!
c