Toddler in Charge

I just spent 8 days with my youngest granddaughter. 

Not going to lie, it was me and her and it was hard. 

She loves to go on a walk, but sometimes she's done...not home, just done. 

She loves to play in the gravel, which grossed me out. 

I brought my own chair, which she wouldn't let me sit in. 

She walked down the hall with a toy in each hand and I thought that she was going to her room but she made a pit stop. 

This is her, thinking she was blowing bubbles. 

And this is her in the quilt I gave her saying, Dog, dog, dog and Cat, cat, cat. 

It was hard. 

She had a lot of ideas.

I talked to her because she needs language.

I let her watch TV because sometimes I was tired of talking to her and her ideas were wearing me out. 

We went on two to three walks a day.

Watching her eat was gross.

But it was a blessing to see her smile.

To hear her laugh and sing.

To watch her play.

To observe her determination to do hard things.

To read her books.

To hug her. 

That's how life is. Every good day has ups and downs. 

I could not have done this without prayer. My prayers were answered. I saw the hand of the Lord when I needed it.

I am so happy for this child. When her parents came home the three of them were over joyed to be together again. 

And me, well, I was ready to come home.  

Almost Summer....

No more wind..... please....

A family is made of love ....