One of those moments
Yesterday, we had an early Thanksgiving dinner at my mother-in-law’s house. Just before we left, she gave my girls some aprons—the kind you use when you cook. They were her mother’s which would make them my kids’ great grandmother’s.
The kids had a blast as each got to pick out one for herself. Most of them date back to the 1940’s, especially my oldest daughters. The other ones remind me of my own grandma’s. I can still smell the food cooking in her tiny kitchen. MMMM….
During the ‘fashion show’, I looked over and my mother-in-law’s eyes were moist and she had a grin plastered on her face from ear to ear. ” Momma would be so pleased to know that her great grandchildren got this much fun out of her aprons and that she could pass them down to them.”
For a moment I too felt all warm and fuzzy inside looking at my girls. They’re growing up so fast.
About the crazy lady…
—I’m a middle aged Southern woman… deep south ‘Southern’. If I say or use the word ‘honey’ in a sentence (or in this case a review/comment ), It doesn’t mean I’m hitting on you. I’ve had many a person take this the wrong way. This word is simply just embedded in my vocabulary. Maybe hypnosis would help…
—I’m married…..happily married. I’ve been with my first and only husband now for almost 19years. Yes, I’m one of those people. And If one of us should ever become single, it’s because one of us took a shotgun to the other.
— We have five wonderful kids ( between the ages of 13 & 4) that I absolutely love and adore. Okay; so I may have mentioned once, maybe twice, that I wanted to auction them off on EBay. But they were driving me crazy those few days. You try living in a house with that many kids…
—I love photography. Who knows, one day I might make the move up to amateur photographer. It’s such a big step….
— I absolutely love to cook. What Southerner doesn’t? ‘Course if you were to ask my family, they would say that not everything I cook is fit for human consumption. It might give you consumption though….
— Lastly, I’m a stay at home mom…who the neighbors think is nutty as a fruit cake. So I might carry on converstations with my chickens…and yell at the birds stealing my pecans while dressed in my PJ’s. But I’ll have you know, I’ve only had the fire department over once since we’ve been in our new home. I was just tired of doing the laundry and thought it would be easier to just set fire to it all in the front yard and start over. I mean come on, who hasn’t done that?
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