Thankful Thursday – Grandbabies
A great joy in my life is being a Grandma without ever having children. Wait, that didn’t come out right. It’s not that I am joyful that I didn’t have children. But I got grandkids anyway. …
A great joy in my life is being a Grandma without ever having children. Wait, that didn’t come out right. It’s not that I am joyful that I didn’t have children. But I got grandkids anyway. …
The highlights of the holidays come down to creating happiness for those around you. Don’t you find that your heart fills up when there’s laughter and the clinking of forks on plates? …
Ryker’s first school picture. A throwback to September. …
Whenever I thought about having a child, a rare occurrence, I always imagined I’d have a son. His name would be Brandon and he would play sports if he wanted to or be a geek if he wanted to or be gay or straight or blond or have dark, curly hair. None of that stuff mattered. I could imagine the unconditional love one offers to a child. …
Only one thing could get me to go to LEGOLAND at the massive Vaughan Mills shopping centre on a Saturday. He’s short, adorable, and the son of my Little Sister. And he happened to watch Lego Batman about eleven times last week. …
There’s no denying that I love opening presents. Hubby is always so thoughtful and he knows that I don’t need buckets of diamonds to make me smile. But he also knows that my favourite gift is time. The stuff we do together is more important than any “thing”. …
It was purely coincidental that I had just been to see some majestic lions and other beautiful African creatures when Cecil the lion was brutally killed by the most hated dentist in the world. I joined my Little Sister Tabitha, her partner Nick and their son – my grandson – Ryker, on a beautiful sunny day at African Lion Safari. …
Like a hunted wildebeast or the elusive sasquatch, capturing a two-year-old in the wilds of his own birthday party is not for the easily fatigued. …
The little man in my life, Ryker, turned one on the weekend. Ryker is the son of my Little Sister, Tabitha, and her guy Nick. I’m Grandma Lisa, or at least, I will be when he starts talking! …
I can’t think of another time I’ve ordered something online and it’s gone this wrong. Â I don’t think the way I ordered it is the problem. The problem is the company I ordered it from. Â …
Ryker, the son of my Little Sister Tabitha, is ten months old now. I can hardly believe it. He’s big for his age, taking tentative steps and scooting all over the place. Â Apparently he said “Da” the other day so father Nick is pretty pleased! Â …