Littles 

Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children. Proverbs 17:6

Yesterday, I watched four out of my six grandchildren, ages 3, 4, 7, and 9. Boy, they kept me hopping!

We had pancakes for breakfast. Then they each painted a craft, either a wooden butterfly and a dinosaur. We played in the cabin. Took two golf cart rides. Aunt Mattea came by and we had a big lunch. The boys, Jack, 7, and Finn, 3, played dinosaurs with Juneau, 4, while Belle, 9, watched TV. We took a cookie break on the back porch. The two older kids learned how to ride bikes. Woohoooo! The kids chalked up the driveway and played fetch with Nyx. We made snow cones, or nose cones, as Finn called them.

Juneau’s iguana
Belle’s dinosaur/monster

Before Ezekiel picked up his three, I cut the boys’ nails. Jack was squirming and complaining. He finally let out a loud….“Now I know what Jesus went through!!”

I had to laugh quite hard on that one. So did Aunt Mattea. 

I watched Juneau until 10:30 last night. Her parents are videographers and had a wedding to shoot.

She and I took another golf cart ride after supper. We thought Grandpa D was still fishing but he wasn’t. So we went to the dock and fed the fish. D joined us there. Juneau left the dock to pick clover. She brought the little flowers back to the dock and threw them into the pond. She said she wanted to feed the fish flowers so they would remember her.

Little Juneau, just like her older cousin, Jack, can name all the dinosaurs and share information about each one. Like how they defend themselves and if they are herbivore or carnivore. And yes, she even knows what those terms mean. When her parents dropped her off in the morning, her arms were drawn back and her thumbs held down her pinkies so only three fingers were displayed. Her dad said she was a velociraptor and that she might be one all day. And she pretty much was. She would frequently make a high pitch sound, mimicking that of a velociraptor and stomp with her feet. And of course, her name was Blue. If you are familiar with the JP movies, Blue was a loved velociraptor in Jurassic World. 

After cleaning up and getting into our jammies, Juneau cozied up in a blanket and read her book for a bit.

Then she asked to watch a Jurassic Park or World movie. I texted Mom to see if that was okay. Mom said it was. So we watched The Lost World and had her turn her head away from certain parts. Like good grandparents. 😬

The fun part of the evening was Juneau trying to teach Grandpa D how to pronounce the names of the dinosaurs. He just couldn’t get it. It was pretty funny.

At 10:30, the last of my precious Littles went home. It was an exhausting day but the best kind of exhausting. When a four year old says “it was a really really good day” and your seven year old says “it was the best day ever!”, you know you did a decent job as grandma. My heart is full.

Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Psalm 127:3

♥️

Andi

Published by Andi

I’m a mom of six amazing kids. They have blessed me with six grandchildren. I love the outdoors. I am a country girl through and through. There I find a closeness with God and am inspired. Writing is my passion.

11 thoughts on “Littles 

  1. Grandchildren are such blessings. My oldest grandson, now 16, learned an ABC song naming a dinosaur with every letter. He taught me the song and we had many happy times with the dinosaurs. Enjoyed your blog. Grandchildren are true gifts from God. Happy evening!

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    1. Thank you much! And yes, grandchildren are treasures from God. We can learn so much from our children and grandchildren if we just listen. Thank you so much for reading my post and commenting.

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    2. I just read a post of yours about the loss of a friend. I wanted to comment but it seems to be set up differently than my site and I don’t understand it. I loved your story. I lost my best friend of over 30 years. She was only 54. She will be gone 10 years on November 1st. My heart aches for her companionship to this day. And no one else has been able to fill her shoes. Such an emptiness.

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        1. I know that feeling. That’s what my bestie and I would tell each other, but honestly, her life was hard, especially with the loss of her son, that it was a blessing she didn’t have to suffer through my death too. ♥️💔 My day is good. I hope yours is as well.

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          1. I lost my daughter in a car wreck at age 17. It’s been 25 years and the pain is just as fresh as the day it happened. My friend was a rock to me and my husband. We couldn’t have gotten through without her. I think God send us our friends. Enjoy your afternoon.

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            1. I am so sorry for your loss. My friend lost her 23 year old son in a motorcycle accident. A car turned in front of him. Death makes people uncomfortable and many of her/ their friends walked away because they just didn’t know how to talk to her anymore. They didn’t know what words to say. So it was just easier to avoid them (her and her husband). And that hurt her terribly. I was her constant. I miss her every single day.

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