Saturday, May 30, 2015

Learning about girls at four

  I know I am not the only person who thinks little kids are so adorable!

  My grandson Jack is slowly learning about little girls.He is at a funny stage where at his new preschool he hangs out with just the little boys.Suddenly in his mind there are girl toys and boy toys.There is also a dinosaur that hangs out on his street. When Jack and I drove past two accidents on a rainy hill he told me that a dinosaur had peed on the street and caused the accident. I told him it was the rain but " NO Nana the dinosaur did it!" He makes me laugh all the time. You will just have to humor me today as I reminisce.
This week I was up at Disneyland with my daughter Megan and her hubby for Jacks birthday.With my new camera I was able and ready to take all sorts of pictures of busy Disneyland.
  Four years ago Jack wanted to be born too early I still hold my breath. The month of  Megan's labor pains in the hospital wasn't easy to watch. Every day was a worry as she lay in that dull hospital bed. One day at a time getting closer to just reach the goal to deliver him with normal lungs. Then of course life is never easy the added stress of her being  rushed to ICU after she had him. Jack went to ICU for preemies.I cannot say in words how truly bad it was because that memory is best not remembered.
Prayer held me barely together and my faith.

Being a mom and Nana is not easy.Maybe that's why I love to work on projects like quilting and rug hooking.If you have a project in your hand a rug to hook how can you worry.It gives you a personal goal to accomplish you have to really focus on what your doing. I feel bad for anyone who doesn't have an interest that keeps them busy it really helps plus fun.I am almost ready to show you my newest rug.It's a little odd but I like it.

  I try to catch myself from looking back at painful moments because there is always something around the bend in life that is just how it is.

There were so many cute children at Disneyland this week the young Moms and Dads trying to make perfect memories.My perfect memories of Jack this year are making holes for stepping stones with his dump truck. Then were off and going to the library to check out books.Every time Jack sees a book that torn and taped he has to say" Bad Kid Nana!" Last week he wanted to be a super hero when he grew up. This week he doesn't know. A perfect sweet memory is Jack in his pajamas having his cheerios and apple juice and watching his favorite tv kid show on a sleep over.Little kids are like puppies they are so cute and innocent.

 I love getting older because life becomes sweeter you can look at those moments with a grandchild just you and him having a nice moment. Today he informed me again I was beautiful. Maybe the little guy needs glasses too.
 So someday in the future when this little guy gets a bad report card or those painful teenage years come (hopefully not) his parents will look back and think what a blessing he was and how lucky they truly are. 

                                                                 First he is in the driver seat

                                                                            I want to drive

                                                                  Now who is in the driver seat!

                                                                      A Birthday cupcake



Monday, May 25, 2015

The quiet of the night

 Like all of you our lives seem to be constantly changing
and sometimes just getting a moment to yourself is like a quiet piece of heaven.I feel like such a bad blogger lately but I have just been super busy.The last few months I have been babysitting little Jack seeing friends getting back to my rug hooking groups and attending a funeral. I also went to a baby shower and have been reading like there is no tomorrow on my Ipad.
I broke my camera and have been having to use my husbands old camera which doesn't inspire me. The viewer gets stuck all the time so I have to manually open it.
 Plus I am busy gathering my wood in the back yard for my wood burning stove every time it rains.I had a bright idea to take out an ugly propane heater one year. We use my wood burning stove for heat in the front room.Since California is usually mild in winter it's not too bad except when the wood is wet.So during the winter I am usually making sure hubby has some wood cut .I love a nice fire when it's raining perfect for hooking rugs.
Tonight I was browsing on my iPad which in my crazy world is
the best gadget in the world and came across old video from World War Two.There is nothing you can't find if your able to string random words together. Years ago I wrote a piece about my Uncle on my blog that died as a POW in Palawan Philippines .With the Internet and a few strokes of my little fingers  I actually saw historical video of the few survivors talking about how they escaped. The video also had the footage as they exhumed the bones which was shocking knowing that one of those could have been my uncle Joe Uballe .My Uncle was not so lucky he was brutally killed with over a hundred men when the Japanese decided they didn't want the  prisoner of war to survive even if  the end of the war was near.This was one of the atrocities of  World War Two.
 I am so fortunate to live a life with my grandchild Jack.Lazy days at Santee Lakes with
    Jack's Great Great Aunt Sophie.  My hooking groups and working on project quilts that need to get done one of these days .A simple ordinary life that I have because others fought to keep our country safe for all of us.A simple Thank You seems not enough.

Santee lakes

                                           Sunflower Maze at Summers Past Farms

Summers Past in the spring

                                                    Donna just finished this darling rug!

                                                                   a sunflower



                                                                         Pam has been busy!

                                                                     Nice pattern

                                   Well I am off to my warm bed finally.
                                    I sure wish this was my bed I can only dream.
                                I promise I will get back to all my blogger friends this week. Hugs Cheri