October 27, 2005
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This morning I went to Kirstin’s to mind the kids whilst she went to a
Junior Woman’s Club meeting (except it turned out it was held off-site,
and since this was her first time to attend this particular section, no
one thought to clue her in….she spent the time running errands,
instead). When I arrived it was to find Bryson in hog (and dog!)
heaven:He’s certainly getting into the Halloween spirit.

Bethie was at school when I got there, but later in the morning we all
piled into the van and went to fetch her. First words out of her
mouth were, “Did you remember “Anastasia” this time?”Was pleased and relieved to be able to assure that yes, this time Gran remembered.
Aren’t they cute?

When Kirstin was over on Saturday, visiting Alex and his family, she
mentioned that Bethie’s begun requesting (actually, “demanding” is
probably closer to the mark) stories as Kirstin drives them
around.I tell them stories, you see…..”Three Little Pigs,” and “Goldilocks
and the Three Bears,” and I’m preparing “Little Red Riding Hood.”Anyway, Kirstin said she obliged with one story, then another, but upon
being urged to tell yet another tale, she balked, saying she was tired
of telling stories.Apparently this led to a deep, pregnant silence from the back, then Bethie observed with a certain amount of asperity, “Gran never gets tired of telling us stories!”
Hehehehe.



Comments (2)
Anne takes after her Grandmom, not me !!! Odd how it seems to skip generations. Oh well, I’m sure I had other good qualities as does marvelous Kirstin!! Sigh—–
You did, indeed, Mom.
Grandmother could ad lib stories, remember, which apparently Kirstin does, as well. I, OTOH, must rely upon canned stories, not having sufficient imagination to make them up. Fortunately the kids (mine along with the grandchildren) seem okay with Ol’ Reliables.