One of Six

It gets harder and harder to think up titles for these posts, but hopefully you'll get the drift by the time I'm through. I was blessed this weekend to have one of my six grandchildren spend the night with me on Friday night and all day Saturday. Steve had a wedding to perform on Saturday night, so he brought Emily with him to hang out with me while he took care of business and visited with his siblings. On Friday night, we went to McDonalds and got her some dinner, grocery shopped, and came home and watched a movie. On Saturday morning, I took her yard sale shopping with Ramona and me and everything I bought was for Emily. ha. Imagine that! After shopping, we went to Waffle House and had breakfast; then took her down to Cherokee Lake and walked once around it and saw five turtles on a log, several squirrels, and about four families of geese; came home and took a walk around my street; came home and watched another movie; played outside until the heat got to us; played on the computer; went out to her Aunt Sherry's to see her house renovations; ate a late lunch/dinner; got her bath; washed her hair; and had her all ready for dad when he returned from the wedding. They had to drive back home, and Emily left in tears. It was a bitter sweet moment -- I'm so glad she loves to come to my house and loves me so much, but it breaks my heart for her to leave crying. I'm sure by the time they were at the end of my street she was fine, as dad had promised her they would stop for ice cream. I love the one-on-one time I get to spend with whichever grandchild we can work it out with. My next one will be Andrew (age 4) sometime in July (I think) and maybe we can talk Luke (age 2) into a weekend before long. Today being Sunday, I have thoroughly enjoyed being in God's house, having lunch with the gang, coming home and napping, and back to church tonight. And, I'm looking forward to a wonderful week at work. Hope all of you had a great weekend. Until next time...Wanda.