Grandkids

I love my grandkids! Even though this stage of life came before I felt I was ready for it, it has been one of the pleasantest surprises of my life. As I am sure all grandmothers feel, I have the best grandchildren in the whole world.
Four of my grandchildren came to stay with me last weekend. I am always pleased at how kind and respectful they are. A great deal of credit goes to their parents. Even 18 month old Jacob, who loves cars, brings me many cars. With them piled high on my lap, I can be thankful for his 18th month old compassion or frustrated about the pile of cars on my lap. I love interacting with him on this level Other grandchildren made pictures and stories for me. Soms wrote notes to me. It is a completely different way of interacting with each other but I love it.
This weekend wore me out but it also envigorated me and gave me many happy memories that I am still enjoying. Sara took a picture of Grandpa reading a story about cars to Jacob. I will post it but it may take me awhile. Ralph went to Salt Lake this weekend to sing in a choir for the LDS General pnference, spend time with his sons, and of course he had to look at a classic car which was for sale. For now, I will think of my wonderful weekend.

It has taken me two days to get this picture on my BLOG but I finally did it, and Ralph wasn't even here. I am slow but I am learning to be persisrent.

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It's Getting Closer

Spring will come. It does every year. We finally have most of the snow gone and daffodils are poking about an inch out of the ground. A few year's ago, one Spring, we were asked in Relief Society to write down something we know for sure. When I was called on I said, "I know that no matter how long and cold the winter is, the daffodils will always come in the Spring." I forgot about it until the next Christmas when a lady in our ward brought over a copy of the quote, brautifully framed as if somebody important had said it.
I keep it where I can see it. Besides being a reminder of this lady's thoughtfulness, the reminder of a more eternal metaphor has gotten me through many discouraging moments.
Long winters make people do funny things. Last Saturday Ralph threw the last of the snow from the front yard into the street so we could see grass. Then he planted flowers in the flower beds. In one flower bed there are scores of daffodils poking through the ground.

I 'll Make It!

Yes,we still have ou yard covered with snow. In fact it snowed this morning. March is my least favorite month. I used to put a little note on my calendar to remind me that April would be better. I am realizing that the weather in Rexburg is not that diffeent than in the mountains. At least Ralph and I have gotten smart. For Valentne's Day the past couple of years he has given me a container of forced bulbs. Now I have Spring in my dining room and we can watch the flowers grow. This year I have Grape hyacinths, daffodils and tulips blooming with a giant, pink hyacinth growing in the middle. Between that and Emily Reil Kern's humorous post about the things kids say, I am smiling and I think I can make it to April.