Monday, September 24, 2012

My New Home?

She's not even my granddaughter yet and she is already amusing me. When my daughter, Lindsey, marries John, she will become stepmom to Myraiah. This past weekend I had her spend the night with her soon-to-be-cousins, Audrey, Kaden, Nolan, and Zac.

Myraiah stood in my dining room and announced, "I can't wait until you move into your new house."

I was perplexed. I wasn't even selling my home, but I asked, "What new home?"

"You know, the one with the upstairs, the downstairs, and a basement?" 

Now that I think about it, I think she was probably referring to my youngest daughter's dream home, which she might have heard us all discussing at one time, but when Myraiah mentioned MY new home, I had not thought about Brittney's next home.

"I'm not moving into a new house, Myraiah."

Myraiah looked around at my two towering book shelves, all the suitcases (from overnight grandchildren visitors), all the toys scattered throughout the dining room, living room, and family room (a mess she helped create), and decided, "Yeah, you have a lot of stuff. You should probably just stay here."

Good idea, Myraiah. If my home were any smaller, I wouldn't have had the pleasure (exhausting as it was) to have so many grandchildren spend the night with me this past weekend). 

Along without the photo of Myraiah trying to keep noodles on her fork, is a photo of five of my grandchildren sleeping (see if you can find all five of them – from left to right, Zac, Myraiah, Nolan, Audrey, and Kaden).

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1 comment:

  1. Lovely pics of your grandbabies. Lucky You! & the top girl is a cutie as well. Hugz~ Roberta