The weekend with the children here went great. I loved having them, and they seemed genuinely glad to be here. I have learned over the past few months not to plan too much for our time together, allowing them the opportunity to tell ME what they want to do. As the weather improves, we can do more outside. As it is, we just do crafts, cooking, playing with neighbor kids, church, and the like.
Sunday, we were up for early church. Robin wore a jumper outfit that Grandma Judy had made for her. She looked cute! The women of the choir were to sing for the service, so Judy couldn't sit with us, but Grandpa Phil did. The ushers gave us all stones as we entered the sanctuary as a graphic demonstration of "Let he who is without sin cast the first stone." The kids did great...went up to the front for the Children's Message...then left for Children's Church. They made "Love the Lord" bookmarks in CC, and Robin was so proud of her cursive rendition of her name on the back that we had to go find Grandma Judy RIGHT THEN to show her. Then on to Sunday school. Ryan's class did a weaving project that he was proud of. (He promptly forgot it at my house, so I have been scrambling to find him the materials to finish it. Am shipping it up to Muncie tomorrow.) When we got home from church, we ate lunch, got their stuff rounded up, then had a short chance to play with Jack one last time before we headed out to the other grandparents' for THE game.
What was THE game? Colts vs. Jets, of course...AFC Championship game...the game that determined who would go to the Superbowl. We got there just minutes before Nathan, Kendra, and Wednesday arrived. Game on! The children played. All was peaceful. Colts won. Yay! Then we ate supper, had dessert, and Grandma Peggy left to come home and fall into a dead heap.
For the last two-three days, I have endeavored to put the house back together from Christmas mess and kid mess. It absolutely AMAZES me how little I can get done in a day! With motivation, I can move mountains. When the children are here, I sleep normally. With no one in the house but me, I am awake at 2:30 almost every night. Ugh! I have new motivation, however. This weekend, I ran the idea of making bedroom changes past Robin...getting rid of her old, damaged furniture in favor of my moving back into my old bedroom and putting the furniture in THAT room into Robin's. That would make the garage room a play room, of sorts. (Ryan REALLY likes that idea!) She seemed okay with it but asked if it would be the LAST move. Poor baby! Her only concern was if the room would change colors (it wouldn't) or if she would lose her favorite bedspread (she wouldn't...but I will have to make changes to it to fit a full bed.) I would not make any changes if it wasn't approved by Robin. The children have endured enough changes over the last three years! For the rest of my life, I want them to feel that this shabby little home-on-a-slab is as much theirs as mine...because it is!
A couple of "cute" things happened when the kids were here:
Ryan complained that he had CHORES at home and had to eat YUCKY things there, like eggplant lasagna and creamed spinach. I told him that I probably spoil him because that's what grandmas are for. He said, "You are just doing your job."
After church on Sunday, I called Robin aside and asked her if she understood the whole stone thing at the service. I went into a big long explanation of Jesus and the adultress and how He saved her from being stoned to death. Robin listened politely and respectfully, and when I was done, she asked, "Why are you telling me this?" Well...too much information, I guess! Silly me!
God bless the children!
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