A sense of humor is a wonderful thing…especially when all of your belongings are piled high in your daughter’s garage and you have no idea where anything is. I happened to mention to my daughter that I had a certain cookbook “somewhere” in the garage and a few other interesting things. The next thing I knew there was a grin on her face and a gleem in her eyes. She grabbed a pair of scissors and said “let’s go look!”
There we were outside on the pavement by her garage going through box after box and having a blast. She “found” my knifeblock which she borrowed and a few other neat things. We were laughing so hard that suddenly I wondered what her neighbors in the upscale neighborhood thought about all of this and voiced that question. We looked at each other and laughed again.
My soon to be fifteen year old grandson has graciously given up his bedroom and bathroom in the downstairs suite for his grandmom and is bunking in with his almost four year old brother upstairs. Not one word of grumbling or complaint. Pretty amazing kid! I’m loving my time with my daughter and her family and am getting spoiled in the process.
In the photo below: my eight year old granddaughter and I were sorting and organizing when we came across a couple of my summer hats. She thought trying them on was fun!
