Saturday, April 16, 2011

Palm Sunday

The next day a great multitude that had come to the feast, when they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem, took branches of palm trees and went out to meet Him, and cried out:

"Hosanna!
Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!
The King of Israel!"

Then Jesus, when He had found a young donkey, sat on it, as it is written:

"Fear not, daughter of Zion;
Behold, your King is coming,
Sitting on a donkey's colt."


His disciples did not understand these things at first; but when Jesus was glorified, then they remembered that these things were written about Him and that they had done these things to Him.

John 12:12-16 (NKJV)

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Chocolate

Chocolate is great!
Yes, on ice cream is the best.
Too much makes you sick.

(Haiku and 2nd-3rd graders...counting syllables is the challenge, not the subject ideas).

5
7
5

Monday, March 7, 2011

the happy dance

Joy all-consuming.
Pleasure in small things.
Uncontainable excitement.
Effervescent bubbles of happiness.

Grandson,
Jumping elbows, bouncing knees, grinning face,
Milk, juice, cookies, music,
Nana, papa, momma, kitty, daddy,
Snack, dinner, lunch, breakfast...

The happy dance.

Makes me smile.

(It would make me smile more with a video clip, but it won't upload...)

Sunday, March 6, 2011

the end table


Not my favorite, but it came free. With the house. Unless you count it as part of the house payment. Then it was quite expensive.

Breakable, stylish (but not sure when or where), functional. Necessary, but still, not my personal choice.

Et, voila! It becomes instantly transformed from the former use as an actual end table AND a toy box for Bubba. Enter: an almost 2 year old preschooler, who unceremoniously dumps the toy box baskets, crawls inside, lays down, and is ready for a blankie, a pillow, a toy, and a cozy resting spot. A hideout!

Of course. No one can see him.

That's all we really need in life. Imagination. A pillow. A blankie. A toy. And a hideout.

never too young, never too old



You can't do anything better with your time than read with a preschooler!

Gigi (great grandma) is being adored as she reads with Hayster (almost 2). He loves the time together and one on one attention. Not too mention the dog and cat sound effects and fuzzy pictures. "Pay" he says. Read: Play. With me. Sit down on the floor. Do what I want. Oh, hey. Let's read this upside down book.

One more reason to love books. And grandsons. And grandmas.