I hope the grandchildren had as much fun as I did having them over to bake last night. I can't get over how good looking the older grandson is - wow! He reminds me a lot of his father at that age. And his grandfather too - beard and all. I wonder if there is a way.... get a photo of each at a close age range, and blend the three into one photo. That would definitely confuse people, but I think it would be a treasure.
Our little great munchkin was so much fun. I loved watching her uncles take time to help her make Christmas Mice and cookies. They were so patient with her, explaining what to do. Reminds me of my daughter-in-love. She taught me a lot about patience with the children when we were together more. I watched her correct the granddaughter, and not just tell her 'no', but explain to her WHY she was telling her no - what would happen if she wasn't obeyed. It really made an impression on me. I wish my mother had taught me things that would be useful and helpful as I started life on my own and raising children. I certainly would have done things differently.
I hope the grandchildren had as much fun as I did. Grandpa felt neglected in the other room so was (being) irritating sometimes, but he lived through it. He'd come in and offer to help, but my kitchen isn't big enough anymore for lots of people. He cracked me up last night... I just don't know where he is coming from sometimes. Of course I dare not laugh in front of him. After the children finished up and left, I was putting things in the sink. Normally I do not like dishes left in the sink overnight; which hubby does on numerous occasions - his snacks or glass, etc. Put the darn thing in the dishwasher!! And I have commented numerous times about getting up and finding the pans on the stove from dinner still because he didn't want to wash them. So last night I put the dishes from baking (we had already washed some of them but these were of the last things being baked) and I commented I was NOT doing dishes, they could wait until tomorrow. Hubby got upset with me and said he hated getting up in the mornings and finding dishes in the sink. I'm sorry - all I could do was look at him in amazement, wanting to burst out laughing (for sounding like me) and knowing he really didn't mean what he said. But he was serious. AND he left the dishes in the sink and went and sat back down.
Sheeba did something yesterday that as far as I know, she hasn't done before. She isn't allowed to do that. I was on the phone, walking as I usually do, and when I walked by the front room, SHEEBA HAD GOTTEN ON THE COUCH RIGHT WHERE I SIT!! She knows she isn't allowed ON the furniture! I have never seen her on the couch before like that - curled up where I sit at. All I can figure out is that she was wanting some 'hugs' and felt she could get it with my 'fragrance' on the couch and curl up in it. She jerked her head up when she saw me and immediately got down. Then, after the grandchildren left and I was sitting on the couch, she came running to climb up into my lap like she usually does - which is back feet on the floor, front of body thrown over me and head buried in my side. Only THIS time, she jumped totally upon the couch and laid over me. She has learned she can jump up there, I guess. Hubby is NOT happy with that situation, I can tell you! This is going to be a challenge.
Sheeba has also proved once again that I am not strong enough to hold on to her. I took her out back yesterday for her business, and she saw a plastic bag in the middle of the yard and started running to it - she took me with her. I don't know how to explain it, but do you know the achy feeling you get in your ankles and lower calves when you've hit a hard surface? She pulled me so hard and I fought so hard to keep control of her on the leash, that my ankles and lower calves felt like they had been slammed into concrete. They hurt for a bit. If my bones were more brittle, she could have possibly broken them. She is just too strong for me to hold on to.
Speaking of Sheeba - she has made her presence known at my closed door this morning. I didn't get up until 5:30AM so am still in my room enjoying the quiet of the morning. Hubby didn't get up until nearly 7AM, brought my coffee, and took Sheeba out. Now she is searching for me. She knows I'm in here and can't stand the door is shut. Reckon I need to finish this and go greet her.
Sent a danish home with the grandson last night - one for his parents and one for him and another grandson to have Christmas morning - if they want to wait that long. they don't have to. I just thought it would be a fun treat. Can't wait until Christmas - I need to finish up my menu today and make sure I have all the groceries.
Will get to watch church online again today. Love watching Jentezen Franklin at Free Chapel (9AM & 11AM now) for his service. I wish I could get all my children to watch him. He teaches the Bible and doesn't sugar coat it. At 10:30 we will watch our church online. We like our church, but we need to pray fire on the preacher's head, if you know what I mean. But then again, how he preaches is his style of preaching. Who are we to criticize him? We each have our own styles. I'm more like Pastor Steve, who was my mentor. Hubby does his own thing and most times I can't figure it out. Not going there.
I hope that you take some time today to listen to some good preaching - you can influence your entire family. The man is to be the Spiritual leader in his home. Take the lead; be an influencer of God.
Blessings!
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