The Joys of Watching a 3-Year Old

One day last week as I was working on my computer, I realized my 3-year old granddaughter was very quiet in the living room. When she’s awake, quietness usually sends up a red flag. “Whacha doin, Sweetie?” I called out. “Reading to my dollies,” she answered. I peeked around the corner then grabbed the camera to capture this picture. Although technically one is a teddy bear and the other is not her doll, she was ever so quietly 'reading' a story to them from the little inspirational book she received for her birthday from her friends across the street. She loves that book and I guess she wanted to share. She has such an imagination (which is one of the many things I love about her) and believes possession is ownership, especially when her brother and sister are not around (normal for a toddler, but difficult at times). Which explains why we have her toys in the den and we just bought a lock for the bedroom to protect her sister’s ‘stuff.’ She has been sleeping with me this week since her Papaw is out of town. Dispite the extra room in the bed, she still insists on being right up next to me. Last night I was on the edge about to fall out of the bed and so I got up as she was sleeping and went to the other side. A little while later she sat up and whined, "I was on that side!" Rather than point out that she was no where near that side of the bed, I scooped her up and said, "let's just share this side of the bed." Sharing is not a well-received notion either but she was happy to be snuggling again. Since she is at her last day of Mother's Day Out today, I should be napping!

Oldest daughter's gall bladder surgery is scheduled for June 27. Please pray that she won't have another episode before then. Youngest daughter received a raise at work. A prayer of thanks would be appreciated also!

Eight year grandson's latest joke: What kind of pen doesn't write? "A safety pin," I guessed. "Wrong, it's a pig pen! Ha!" The eleven year old granddaughter chimed in with a joke she swiped from her brother, "When is a car not a car?" "Hmm, I don't know." "When it turns into a driveway! Ha, ha, ha!" Never a dull moment around here!