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May 13
Mother’s Day: Roses and Thorns
Mother’s Day is bittersweet for me…
The beauty of a rose, with some memories like thorns…
I love hearing from my girls and the treats that Tim and Gabi picked up yesterday: Chocolate Moose Cake, dinner from the Grand Ely Lodge, and this morning, pastries from the Chocolate Moose for breakfast.
I love being woken up by Gabi with a bright and cheery “Happy Mother’s Day”! Read more
A Brother Like That
A beautiful reminder…
Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it.
“Is this your car, Mister?” he asked.
Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.” The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish…” He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
“I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.”
Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively he added, “Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?”
“Oh yes, I’d love that.”
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Boys are so different…
I smiled to myself today as I drove Gabi and my two nephews down to their Orthodontist appointments.
The boys were bantering back and forth and I looked at Gabi and said “I have four older brothers…I remember this.”
And the bantering continued…
A little while later she looked at me and said “Did your brothers do this?”
Let’s just say I chuckled.
I have three girls.
And can I say now…boys are so different!
OK, besides the obvious…
The way they interact…
Fun little digs at each other – that they enjoy!
My girls would be sniping at each other or I’d hear “Mommmm!”
Or there’d be tears…
Boys may have way more energy…
But girls have way more moods…
You say potato, I say potato.
Little boys…teenage girls…
Toss a coin.
I LOVE girls (my own, my nieces, and the babies),
But I have to admit to having a special tender spot for my nephews.
I’m happy to play trucks and cheer them on at track, basketball, swimming, baseball and whatever sports/activities they do.
But they really are different.
The way they think, the way they act, their general mannerisms.
This reminds me of a story my sister-in-law Jody once told: She was helping a cousin’s little boy (who was 3) as he needed to go to the bathroom.
(Keep in mind that she too has three girls.)
She proceeded to start pulling the little guys pants down and he yelled “NOOOOooo! There’s a hole in there for that!”
I couldn’t help but giggle (of course I was a young teenager)…now it still brings a smile thinking of this poor little guy teaching this mother of three girls the ways of boys!
I do remember the fun stories of my nephews – my sister’s boys…
From splashing with them in the mud puddles at Grandma’s…
To their cleaning up in the creek (after getting all muddy in the puddles while Blueberry picking)…and a pair of underwear floating away…
To one of them trying to get around Grandma…pushing on her butt and saying “Grandma – move your fat!”
God bless little children – they can get away with saying anything!
And Grandma just laughed.
Then there was the moment I went for a walk with Kristofer and he told me how he thought I was awesome. I loved that moment and will remember it always.
Those two nephews are all grown up…one owning his own store, and the other going to medical school.
{Sigh}
The two nephews I had with me today have another brother (who’s like a best buddy to Gabi) and a younger sister.
God bless that youngest sister – I can relate as I’m the youngest of 6 – with my sister being the oldest and then the four boys!
What a fun family Tim’s brother & sister-in-law have…
And I treasure these moments when I get to spend a little extra time with them!
Especially when I get to learn new words…
Like…Wangster – a Wanna-be Gangster…
And then there were the moments I yelled to the back of the car “What on earth are you two talking about back there?”
I swear they have their own language…
I must seem like the dotty old aunt…
Thank heavens they’re old enough to go to the bathroom on their own.
{smile}
Have a good evening!
Patty O
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