Howell Nature Center

Patrice and I took our Littles and had a really nice day visiting the Howell Nature Center.  They had rescued but unreleasable animals….fox, deer, opossum, coyote, beaver (Lisa, Matilda was snuggled up with Wopee.  She looked very content, but not a good photo op.)  Also, a big tom turkey, turkey vultures, etc, etc. 

    The kids really enjoyed the “waterfall”, and park…they could have stayed there for hours!

    So glad we grabbed this day and made it a memorable one.

    Dance Love

    Codi ballerina 2

    My pretty little ballerina granddaughter, you bring back memories from long ago

    I loved the exhilarating  moves

    The pique turns across the room, the jetes, and the pas de chat

    And I am happy that those years of lessons helped me be a little more limber and graceful during these later years.  What a deeper level of clumsiness I could be at now!

    Codi, maybe dancing will be your heart’s delight!   Maybe not.

    Your Grandma is so proud of you for giving it a try, and loves watching every plie and  pirouette you perform.

    Halloween, then and now


    There are my three children, way back when, enjoying the canopy of our long gone maple tree.  The Giving Tree.

    Digging through old boxes, looking for Halloween photos.  A daunting task.  But I did find a few.


    (Note Jackie’s shoes, above:  “I can do it myself!”)

    Here we are a few years later, posing with a big, bad pumpkin.  This was a tradition.  First hunting for the biggest pumpkin, and then drawing designs and finally carving.


    Here we go back far,  late 80’s (I wonder who was babysitting)  with my mom and dad, Jeff and I.  Saints and Creeps!


    This year, we attended a couple fun evening events with the Littles.  Do you think I would remember to take photos?  Right.  But I did remember when we went to ZooBoo, at the Detroit Zoo.  Thing1 and Thing2 move at the speed of light…one is always a blur…..



    I’m hopeful for a great photo with the whole bunch on Halloween.

    One year, when my oldest grandson was 4 or 5 years old, he asked me where all my Halloween decorations were.  From then on out, I decided I would not be Grandma Grinch.  I try to decorate for the seasons and holidays.    Adding to the fun and slight scary aura of Halloween, I made a couple things for our home and  to capture little peoples imagination.

    My old blueprint cabinet, the first thing one sees as they walk in the side door:


    Mr Chillingsworth is a fabric panel, and I love how he fits right in the cabinet.  The top of the cabinet is a little collection from over  the years…my shrine to All Hallows Eve.

    I also made a table runner.  My friends shared their fun fabrics with me.  Thank you Gail and Julie, I could not have planned it better.


    And looking at the back, Gail’s fabric has me ready for the next holiday!


    Judging from the reactions of my grandchildren, my efforts added a bit of intrigue to the season.

    Monday but not mundane

    I chose MOVE as my word for 2015.  Mostly because I want to walk more every day.  I’m doing well,  considering the weather outdoors.  Last Monday, just keeping up with the twins in the afternoon got my steps in and some strength training!

    Let me tell you….

    Steph needed me to babysit while she ran some errands that would have been impossible with the babies.   I spent the morning with Mom, so Steph was waiting for me at home.   I walk in, say hello to Steph, Jackie and the babies then head the opposite end of the house.    The babies must have followed me, but on their way found a cup of coffee on the end table.  I walk out and discover they are having a little party…laughing, splashing and sitting  in the warm coffee that is now a puddle on the floor.  What do you do first, rescue your table top and floor or grab the kids who would have been happy to play there all day.   I opted for a bath towel to sop up all surfaces, and babies.  No damage done, no tears over hot coffee, just a change of clothes for them.  We spoil all their fun.

    moving chairs

    Mom and Aunt Jackie leave to run their errands.  All goes well, I’m thinking how big they are getting.  I don’t have to calm fussy babies,  or carry them around as much and that they entertain themselves much more.   I’m thinking this as I watch them play under the dining room table and start pushing the chairs out and across the floor.  Cute, and I have time to check my email.

    two climbers

    I underestimate their agility, resourcefulness and curiosity.  Dylan pushes the chair right up to the kitchen sink.  First one climbs the up, and then the other.  Their glee over this maneuver makes me laugh.  But that is before the hands start flying in every direction.  Four little hands determined to get every item within reach-the dirty dish water, a paring knife, a baby bottle on the dish drainer, the dish rag, a pill bottle, etc.  I don’t like to pick them both up at once, but I wrapped my arms around their torsos with their little legs swinging free as I hoist them out of harms way.

    We have a great time for a while, reading “Goodnight, Gorilla” many times, and playing on the floor.  But soon they show signs of tiredness.  I go into the kitchen to prepare them a bottle.  They follow me, but stop again by the dining room table.   In the blink of an eye, I see Aubree flying backwards while holding the top of a dining room chair.  I can see this in slow motion in my mind, but I had no time to react.  Then a little miracle happens.  As she is flying back, Dylan is laying on the floor right below her, playing.   He softens her landing, she does not bump her head or whatever might have happened.  Neither is happy, though, as they are a pile of  babies on a ceramic floor with a chair on top.   Soon all is well again, they happily go to sleep…phew.

    I can laugh now about this day. But the truth is that I took it scared the bejeebers out of me.    What an awesome responsibility to take care of these two precious little ones.   I pray that they stay safe and thank God for all the little miracles…some seen and understood and many that we don’t even comprehend.   May these little ones be continually blessed with soft landings, and watchful eyes that keep them safe.

    A Little Sunshine in January

    This weekend  was special as our little Codi Lynn Star turned two!  I cannot fathom that.  Slow down Codi!

    She is a grown up 2, who knows how to play rough and tough.  But she is also a girly girl who loves sparkles, fur, boots and shoes and Minnie Mouse.  She is a sweet mama to her babies and loves all animals. Our Little Miss is lovely both inside and out.





    Happy Birthday to a sweet girl who has brought much joy and happiness into our lives.