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It wasn’t what I expected!

When the phone rang late one night a week or so ago, it was surely not what I expected! Grandson has recently become a father. He and baby’s mom are no longer ‘in a relationship’. Grandson had been called by ‘momma’ and asked to come get three-week old baby boy.

It seems momma was in need of a break and Grandson was in need of a babysitter. For the next day so he could go to work.

Of course, being a good great grandma I agreed!     Back when,  a car seat, a place to sleep, some diapers, appropriate clothes and bottles were all a person needed to ‘tend a baby’. I was met with a bit of a surprise!

Grandson arrived with a bag of necessities including boiled water, formula mix, bottles ,  along with a portacrib, a bouncy seat, car seat (if we needed to go anywhere) and of course baby Parker! It was a little daunting, especially when it took three beleaguered adults to figure out the working of the portacrib! It looked a little overwhelming since the last time I had a ‘baby’ to care for has been some 8 years ago.

I’ll admit it took a little while but just like riding a bike, all the required abilities had not been forgotten. Diapers, bottles, burping, it wasn’t long before Parker and I had a good working relationship with the rocking chair and got along famously.

It might not have been what I expected, but it was surely worth every second. Yes, indeed, this is someone who makes me smile!

Parker, the great grand baby


“Something I wore?” In 60+ years, I’ve worn a lot of things…

My parents liked to dress me in cute, stylish dresses , such as the one in this photo taken by my father when I was about 18 months old.That was not very effective, as soon as I was old enough to rebel against ruffles and lace, probably 5(?) I learned that JEANS and pockets were much more to my liking and standard of living. Being the only girl  on the block among a bunch of boys, the choices were adapt or have no one to play with. When I started school, I made a girl friend, who was also a tomboy. We played with the ‘boys’. It was what we did, our younger sisters played with dolls, we, however, were known to scalp them playing cowboys.

I could run, play tackle football and climb trees with those guys and never ever miss a beat.

High school, where girls were expected to wear dresses or skirts,  was an unpleasant experience. I had then and still have NO sense of style. Can’t help it, my Gram and sister got those genes and they missed me completely! It’s a good thing our rural school did not have a prom or anything like that… Well, I would not have gone, the idea of a fancy dress and heels gives me shudders.

Those moments in the daughters lives were shunted off to other people who might have a clue. I stood around and took pictures of my lovely girls, but offered nothing in the way of suggestions.

As and adult, college did not require any remarkable clothing, and a health care career was simple scrubs. Possibly my best foray into style, since they came in all colors and many prints over the years. Pretty much what I could wear and be comfortable in.

So, here I sit, in my sweatshirt, jeans,and hiking boots. my basic ‘uniform’ these days… oh yes, I do wear hats and this is one I made recently and wear frequently.

So, there you have it. “something I wore” and something I wear now.