I spent some time with Leah this morning while her Momma met with GrandDad for their annual Christmas Cinnabon meeting at the mall. Poor Leah. She had the hardest time finding something to play with.
First there was the old piece of cardboard she found in the bottom of my book bag.
While I was cleaning up from her breakfast I heard her searching for something else and she showed up with the empty cereal box.
I asked her what she was doing with all of that 'stuff' and she told me that if she had some toys that she wouldn't need to go hunting for things to play with. She said that she'd been looking and that that was the best she could come up with.
Welcome to Weezers Haven. Why 'Weezer'? It's what my grandbabies call me and that in itself is another story (ever see 'Steel Magnolias'?)
I am the mother of three daughters and the grandmother to four granddaughters. (Even the dog is a girl.) I am a retired pediatric nurse, a Christian of 'getting stronger' faith, and a reliable prayer warrior. I love to eat bacon cheeseburgers and drink too many diet cokes. Diet A&W is my biggest weakness.
I am not a person of great or many words. Here, you won't find long compositions. I am a visual person and often use my own photos to make a point or illustrate an idea.
I am devoted to my blogger friends. If you visit, please leave a greeting. I love to know who's stopped by.
When a daughter begins to ask about the past, she is beginning to spread her wings.
A woman needs to understand where she comes from so that she may better choose where she wants to go.
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Parents rejoice in watching their daughter go about her life. Her confident stride tells of a woman comfortable with who she's become, and happy with where she's heading.