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| Miss J |
Babies and children warm my heart. God sure knew what He was doing when he created these lovable little sugar lumps. Of course [slightly biased here] my own little granddaughter, Miss J, is a glowing example of lovability.
Sometimes Miss J says the darndest things. Like today...
'Amanda Mommy' and I were rushing around getting some office work done and Jocelyn was trying to help. "Where's your fat machine?" asked Miss J.
Amanda and I screeched to a halt. Fat machine? What did my darling little granddaughter mean? Had she spotted my expanding girth? Had she seen my vain attempts at sit-ups on my slightly deflated exercise ball? Did she over hear me the other day when I asked Papere to bring up my stepper from the basement?
"No rush," I had said at the time.
After Miss J's comment, I thought perhaps I should put a rush on and get my 'fat machine' out of the basement, pronto.
The sweet little bairn did not give up either. Mommy and I, in between fits of laughter, tried to figure out what she was referring to; then the lights came on. Fax machine...not Fat machine! Miss J pointed to the multipurpose printer/copier/scanner & Fax on my desk. I breathed a great sigh of relief; and then Mommy and I guffawed once more!
No sooner had I recovered from the trauma of darling Miss J's fat/fax machine fiasco, then the little scrumptious munchkin wanted to tickle. So we did.
"Are you made of playdough?" was the next probing question to proffer forth from her cherub lips, as she tickled me all over. Thank goodness I was already on the floor. Momma bear stopped messing with the fax machine and joined us on the floor. We laughed for ten minutes. Jocelyn, oblivious to what we were laughing at, thought that this lovely game of tickle was just what she ordered.
God is amazing. He has blessed us with children because he loves us. What joy fills my heart when I am in the presence of a child. I learn so much. I especially learn how to laugh. Jesus loves the little children, and so do I! So do I!
Now I am off to the basement...
3 comments:
Glynis, You warmed the cockles o' this grandpa's heart with your fun account and great picture of the adorable Miss J.!
Now, your choice of the word "bairn" tak's me back moany a year tae ma days spent at hame in bonnie Scotland (non-Scottish comment readers please bear with me in this reverie). :)
Thanks for your kind comments, Peter. Where [and when] did you live in Scotland? I lived there for 6 years - Renfrew, then Linwood - Johnstone. Memories! Blessings...
Great to hear from you, Glynis.
I had 21 years in Scotland, altogether.
I'll email you with details, momentarily.
Peter.
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