On Being A Grandma - Little Things Mean A Lot!

                       Little Things Mean A Lot

Some days the news is very large and good, some days the news is large and not so good, some days little thing aggravate and grate on our nerves.

But on some days 'little things mean a lot'. That's how it's been for the past several days.

Bella, on a mission!

Thanksgiving Dinner tables all set, at Kimberley's 

Barrett, with his Dad's hockey stick

Bob, Krista, Bella & 'moi'.

Logan, being calm and happy!

1. Brandon (19) won out over 200 people for a job that was only awarded to 2 people.

2. Brooke (6), his sister, won an award from her school principal for befriending a fellow student who was alone in the playground at recess.

3. Cole (3) told his parents he had to pee, then with his Dad, went into the bathroom and did just that, keeping his pull-ups dry.

4. Blake (16) and Logan (8) overcame their anxieties about loud noises, even though their little cousins were scampering around like little squirrels, laughing and squealing, therefore, all went well at our Thanksgiving dinner.

5. Bella (2) ran into my arms at the airport, when we recently went out to visit  with her parents and her.

6.  Barrett (3) was using his Dad’s hockey stick to play ball hockey in his basement with his cousin, who had a little plastic hockey stick, and no one was injured.

7. Kim and Danny, Kerry and Karen took over the preparation and hosting of  Thanksgiving dinner for me, when I was sick with a bad cold, allowing me to better enjoy the day.

8. Krista being generous, and flying us out, to visit with them in Ft MacMurray.