So, even though I have good intentions it just doesn't happen. I have been learning more and more about myself as well. I have known that I am not crafty, I don't like stuff.
I used to feel guilty that I wasn't good at doing crafts with my kids. I mean wow. Some of my friends would have made great art teachers. I mean we paint and do the basics. Then yesterday when Riley came home with some fun stuff. I was like okay off to the craft store we go. But, guess what? They didn't want to go. And more than that. They REALLY didn't want to go. So, I was like okay, hum. So, I have decided to let it go. To just be fine that they go to other peoples home to do crafts and that. I will continue buying blank paper for the pictures Brayden likes to draw that goes with the books he writes. And Riley and I will play house, barn and princesses. And I won't need more STUFF!! Yay. Oh and on another note. I think I am going to avoid Polly Pockets at all cost. SOOOOOO many pieces.
Another thing going on in our world. My wonderful and amazing grandfather is dying. His cancer is everywhere. They are thinking it won't be long. My mom went up to Canada for the weekend to see him in case. I have a very special relationship with he and my grandma. We are very close. It is hard thinking of him not being here and yet I am excited for him to head to heaven. But then I think of my grandma. 67 years with someone and then you are all alone. I mean yes you have your 7 kids, their spouses, 18 grandchildren and their spouses and 10 great grandkids. But when you go home at the end of the day you are by yourself. So sad to me. I wish we lived closer. Our kids love them so much. They have been in tears anytime it comes up. Today on the way to school Brayden brought up how he will probably cry for a whole day. Except at school. They are right after my parents as to who they call when they loose teeth, learn to ride a bike or have a good game. They are who they think of at school when the teacher tells them to write a letter to someone. I love that they are so special to my kids.
My wonderful grandma. We all measure up to her to see when we will be taller than her. Brayden called her the other day to tell her he is almost there. He is 4' 1 and she is 4'9.
The birthday boys. Brayden was due right around my grandpa's birthday. I so wanted him born on it. It was his 80th birthday. But he came early. So they are 2 weeks apart.
My wonderful grandpa. I got being an early riser from him. He taught me to ride four wheelers, horses, working on the farm. I help round up the cows, even helped deliver a calf with him. Helped shoot gophers and coyotes with him. So much love I have for the man. I am going now. I am crying thinking of all the fun and good times with him. I love him. Thank you God for such a great man in my life.
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