Show and Tell

Had to laugh today.  Daughter calls me and asks what I think O wanted to take for show and tell.  I had no idea.  He wanted to take Grandma.  That’s me, of course.  Daughter hesitates trying to think how to tell him he couldn’t take me.  Problem solved.  O says he can’t take me because I wouldn’t fit in the show and tell box.  Really cracked me up.

Flags and Oreos

Yesterday we babysat our almost 4 year old grandson. He was still getting over a cold, so wasn't as lively as usual.  His parents were priming their living room for painting next weekend. 

I picked him up mid morning and stopped at my usual grocery store to pick up a few things.  Outside the entrance were two big flags.  He pointed and said; “There is the flag of the United States of America and there is the flag of the “George Washington State”.  I was amazed and amused.

He didn’t eat much lunch, only his French fries.  Then we were watching a program that had cookies on it.  He wanted a cookie.  So, being a grandma, I got him a Oreo, and one for me.  He wanted another cookie and I told him that was the end of the cookies.  The Oreos came in a 6 cookie pack, and he knew there was another cookie in there.  I told him no more cookies and then I watched him go into the kitchen and reach way farther then I thought he could and got the cookie package.  I’m smiling inside, but frowning outside.  I was actually stunned.  He started to tear up and I knew he was still not feeling up to par, so I was waffling a little.  Then grandpa pipes up and says; Don’t get him all upset. Let him have one more.  So he got his one more cookie.

I’m telling you all this, because I admit we weren’t thinking clearly.  We got a call from our daughter asking how many Oreos did we give him?  It seems he announced the fact that he had Oreos at our house.  And he was on a sugar high at home. 

Being grandparents, we forgot how little sugar the kids are used to.  I don’t think we will make that mistake again.

New Products

What a headache.  I woke up this morning with a doozey.  It’s pretty much gone now, but I’m drained.  Seems like a good night for hubby to bring home Popeye’s Chicken.  We have been wanting to try it, so now is a good time. 

Yesterday, I added new baby shower favors to my store.  I already had the pink and black “purse” manicure set and now I have added the pink and black “flip flop” pedicure set.  When I first saw these I thought they would also be great for girlfriend get to togethers.  I have get-aways with 3 friends and I know they would think these were as cute as I do.




 












I need to check this afternoon to see if E and his parents are back from Arizona.  SIL’s grandmother died and they were all down there for the funeral with SIL’s five brothers and their families.  So along with the sadness, I’m sure it was happy to get them altogether.

Babysitting

What a night.  Grandpa and I went over to kid’s house to babysit while they went across the street to an anniversary party.  Grandpa put almost 4 year old to be for the first time.  They both enjoyed that.  I spent all evening trying to get little 4 month old to sleep.  Nothing worked.  Thought maybe he was hungry again.  Went to fill a bottle, but could not find nipples that fit any of the bottles.  Finally in desperation called daughter home.  She had forgotten to show me how the bottle goes together.  I have never see one like that before.  She warmed the bottle (filled with breast milk) and started feeding him.  He wasn’t really hungry, he just want mommy to put him to bed.  No one else had done that yet.  Then she went back to the party.

Monday Morning

Had a lovely time Saturday.  The whole family got together for dinner.  It’s always fun to watch the two oldest boys interact.  Besides running after each other and yelling in very high pitched squeals, they really haven’t played together much.  But this time there was more interaction playing with the toys. We all took turns cuddling the 4 month old.  He is already about out of 6 month clothes.  As I said before, that’s bummed me out, since he won’t fit any of the baby clothes in my store.  I chose this line of baby clothes because I fell in love with them.  And now he can’t wear any of them.  But I do have one more chance.  Another, gender unknown, baby will join us in September.  This daughter tends to have smaller babies, but they have big heads.  Means another c section for her.  The big heads come from her husbands side of the family.  All of his nieces and nephews had big heads and caused c sections.  The heads don’t stand out as being big.  It is only a problem with delivery.

Well it’s Monday morning and time to get going.

Baby Clothes

I’ve been thinking about the way babies have been dressed over the years.  There has been such a big difference in styles and fabrics.  In Victorian Days the most used fabrics were wools.  Wool came in different weights and textures.  They used wool yarn and wool fabrics which makes me itch just thinking about it.  How in the world did they keep their baby’s skin from being rough and sore? You could get away with using some of today’s wool products because they are soft and not scratchy.

In the forty’s and fifty’s the fabrics were much softer, but they all had to be ironed.  Although ironing wasn’t anywhere near as bad as the whole process of caring for the wool fabrics in the Victorian Days, it still added work for the mother.

Today, however we have it much easier.  Most baby clothes are made of cotton and are wash and wear.  No ironing necessary.  And today’s cottons can be luxuriously soft and comfy.  I think today’s moms and babies are a lucky bunch.