Grandchildren Went Home

photo from: http://www.best-childrens-books.com/oh-say-can-you-say.html

 

 

Well, the house is quieter and the neighborhood bereft of indignant squeals between siblings. We went to two libraries for books and videos and a bagful of puppets. Tonight I read, Oh Say Can You Say? by Dr. Seuss. It’s a BEGINNER BOOKS, A Division of Random House, Inc. and was copyrighted in 1979.

I wish we would have read it together. It made me laugh a tiny bit on my own as I stumbled over the phrases. Together we would have shouted with joy, I’m sure.

I hope it’s okay if I type a couple of pages. Minus the pictures it won’t have the same impact, but if you want to read these aloud, you’ll get an idea of the juxtaposition of words and the easy chance to mispronounce them.

“Pete Pats Pigs”

“Pete Briggs pats pigs.

Briggs pats pink pigs.

(Don’t ask me why. It doesn’t matter.)

Pete Briggs is a pink pig, big pig patter.

 

“Pete Briggs pats his big pink pigs all day.

(Don’t ask me why. I cannot say.)

Then Pete puts his patted pigs away

In his Pete Briggs’ Pink Pigs Big Pigs Pigpen.”

 

Isn’t that a hoot? Aren’t words fun? I give the typists at Random House Beginner Books a lot of credit. It wasn’t easy typing those words, let alone reading them. And the layout of pictures and the bright colors. It makes me want to buy the book for my grandchildren to grab ahold of, and maybe I will.

Grandchildren are just grand, fun to have around, makes me sad to see them go, and yet I sleep like a baby after they’re on their way. Not my problem to discipline them, just my job to love them and give their parents advice if they ask.

They receive my prayers, whether they know it or not. I receive their prayers and sometimes I get to hear them, which warms my innermost being.

I hope you are having a great day. May God bless you and yours.

September – a Month of Beginnings

I have a five-year old grandson that lives too far away from me. He started kindergarten this Fall. A new beginning for him and his mom. He’s her oldest.

I found an empty DEMO Exercise sheet of paper that asks you to rate everything you want to be, to do, and to have with boxes for a rating from one to ten. There is a spot to rate the benefit to myself and to others, again with a one to ten rating. The items that add up to forty are the ones you’re supposed to do first. Ten for desire, ten for enjoy, ten for benefiting me, ten for benefiting others. The problem is, I tend to have more than one forty, maybe ten or twelve of them. So then I rank them by alphabet with a number to follow. A1 is my first priority, A2 second, etc. I go as far as D and then I quit. So if I’m on a to-be item number twenty-eight and realize that it’s really important to me, I’ll make it an A1.5. It can get confusing. 🙂

The good news is that it works for me. I may not stick to it perfectly. I cleaned my refrigerator the other day, which was my A1. Yes, because I’d been avoiding that chore. The next thing I know I’m mopping floors, which was an A7, because all my life, when I clean the refrigerator, I mop the floors because I always spill water or get crumbs on the floor. I’m happy to note that blog two times a week is an A2.5, and so far so good, I think.

My husband has a hard time with goal setting he tells me. My DEMO Exercise list has thirty-six items on it and covers all of my life, although I think I missed one. Something is niggling at the back of my mind. I include vacation ideas, writing ideas, hobbies, etc. I notice I’m getting more done than I have in a while, because I forgot about these DEMO sheets, which are no longer being manufactured in Rochester, NY. Probably because everyone uses far less paper. Now that I remembered, I decided to fill one out and voila’, it’s helping me focus. Yay! So I decided to make my version on my computer.

I missed out on some fun on Saturday because I was mopping feverishly, trying to be on time. I told one of the ladies that I may not make it because I had a long list of things to do. A few of my friends never would have made plans in the first place if the house needed attention. We’re such individuals, aren’t we? This mopping instead of joining friends is a real answer to prayer. I have too many opportunities to visit with people or to set my own hours, and if I always choose the fun, things get left undone. Then I suffer, my husband suffers, and it impacts others. I’m only there half-halfheartedly, with a weight around my spirit.   It’s taken me a long time to realize this; sad but true. So September is an eye opener for me practically speaking and spiritually. I feel God wants me to take some time and sit quietly with Him to do some introspection. He wants me to make some changes for good that may not be easy, but definitely worth the effort. Whatever I do that lines up with His word always enriches my life. It may stretch me like crazy, but if I feel He’s telling me to do something, He always helps me.

When my husband became a pastor and we moved to another town, a friend gave me a plaque that reads, “The Grace of God will enable you to be what He made you to be and do what He has called you to do.” There’s a Scripture quotation on the bottom, “The one who calls you is faithful and he will do it.” 1 Thessalonians 5:24

Do you sense God calling you to step out of your comfort zone? How are you doing with that? Has September brought you beginnings you want to write about?