Friday, March 11, 2016


From misty skies that seemed to portend of a cooler, grayer morning...

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... there arose a beautiful, gentle sun. Slowly.

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But surely.

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And it gained strength, and the air turned warm, and the crocuses felt safe enough to release their golden petals.

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It is a gorgeous day to be in Wisconsin!

Breakfast in the sun room.

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The rest of the day is devoted to Snowdrop. Oh, you may look at photos where she runs this way and that and think -- she has run before! But honestly, to this grandma's eyes, she is, each day, magnificent in spirit...

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And full of uique energy. (I might note that, for the first time since birth, she refused both naps today. Life was just too interesting!)

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The girl clearly has succumbed to a strong case of spring fever.

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Later in the afternoon, I take her to a coffee shop, where she shows incredible patience (the service is on the slow side). And curiosity: penguin, what do you see when you gaze straight up?

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At her home again, she shows me her new commitment to scribbling.

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And if that isn't enough to make me think she's growing by leaps and bounds, surely this next photo leads me to imagine that she wont appear that much different fifteen years from now: thumbs moving fast, foot thumping -- a girl born into the world of smart phones (at this stage -- Fisher Price pretend smart phones).

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It's an unusual day, because the little girl and her mom are at the farmhouse for supper. It's rare that I have much time with Snowdrop and her mom: if I am there, then my daughter is typically away at work. But tonight, I revel in watching the both of them, together, doing what they always do...

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Supper is on the informal side, but I am sure to cook up some brussels sprouts. Snowdrop eats every last one.

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One more giggle...

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... and now it's time for this grandma to go to sleep. Good night, good night spring moon, clear skies, happy girl, penguin, crocuses and all exquisite blossoms that follow.


  1. You're so right! Every day is new. I was fascinated and amused by our children, as we are now by our little grandgirl. I'm sure you loved the relaxing time with your dear girls. I have to make do with all the video clips they send. We will all be together again next weekend, when they'll drive the five hours to Cleveland to see GreatGrandmother. She will be bowled over by the changes in this busy toddler! I'm not able to share my video clips with Mom because she refuses a smartphone or iPad. It's not fear of trying new things - she is so sharp, and reads manuals cover to cover - but she is ridiculously frugal. It's a point of pride with her how frugal she is. Child of the Depression Era of course. And if you try to buy FOR her, you will get a lecture about the need to be more frugal. gah!

    And good for you for "allowing" S. to refuse her naps. I support a reassuring routine with children, but not rigidity. And the last time we visited our girl, she popped out of bed several times and appeared in the living room, a tiny elf. We had to practice some restraint not to act delighted to see her and have TOO much fun. Just kept it lowdown. :)

    1. How does your grandgirl pop out of bed?
      Snowdrop actually stays in her crib at nap time and we listen to her "chat" and do whatever she does there... She never complains about set nap times. But after about an hour of this, you give up and pick her up. She is probably sending signals that she is almost ready to give up one of her two naps. But she has always been a kid who loves her naps (unlike my girls), so dropping her quiet time will not come easy.

    2. Snowdrop's dad gave up napping early on... the pediatrician assured me that if he gave them up, he didn't need them... then he said "But maybe you do?"

    3. Tee hee -- Snowdrop's mom never napped. Even though I did needed it! :)

    4. Oh, Nina, because Cadence is in her own little bed and she can open her door. Apparently she usually chooses to stay in bed, but not when it was Party Day at her house, of course!

      I had one non-napper, my first. I wondered what all the other mothers were doing right? Michael would actually vault over the crib rail and hit the floor (by about 1-1/2) so we got a bed for him. Then our next two little guys were so easy, they would put THEMSELVES for a nap! I couldn't believe my luck! and I deserved it!


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