As Seen through the Eyes of a Child

Today’s my dil’s birthday so we had her and son and granddaughter over for supper – youngest son had grilled hamburgers earlier before he left for work so they would be done for when older son/brother got in from work and wouldn’t have to wait but don’t know why we didn’t think about it being Saturday and him getting off early; he’s been working so late lately – anyway so then they were cold; he felt bad, tried to take the responsibility on himself for taking too long to take a shower and get over here, not realizing how long they’d been cooked; said zapping food in the microwave was for leftovers but we did it but probably true, weren’t as good as fresh off the grill – errgh – Anyway they also brought over their roommate’s boss’s girlfriend’s little girl, who’s supposed to be spending the next couple of nights with them – so glad we just got youngest son new bedding, as in new mattress and foundation – still twin, but that’s a long story – anyway took old mattress over there so now this little girl can sleep on it.

Anyway all that to say this – our living room is basically granddaughter’s toy room – we have a play kitchen in it – a doll bunkbed, basket with baby doll, rocker, big Panda bear, an Arthur and a pretty little girl doll – she acted like she didn’t know what to do with herself. Dil said the only toys they saw in her room or at her house was a box of blocks. So where I often see clutter today I saw a room for a little girl to be able to use her imagination (and, yes, I know you could use it in a room of nothing but there’s more to it than that so I’m glad I could be a part of this)

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About donnainthesouth

I'm a transplant, born up north but raised in the middle, now I'm down here where you don't see too many snowflakes; I'll probably post just about as often (here at least)
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