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A Good Laugh

The other day while working on a birthday project I was using a personal cutter to do some close trimming.  The trimmer as a small draw to hold tools or cropped photos while working on them.  I had a few photos that I had been working on NINE years ago.  (Okay, so I am a little behind in scrapbooking.  I rather make cards!)  So I decided to go through the drawer and look at what I stopped working on.  In the bottom of the draw were some ultrasound pictures of Daughter #7 (Child #14).  We ooo-ed and ahhh-ed over them and I put them on the piano to put away.  That was Monday. 

Come Thursday the ultrasound pictures are still on the piano. (You know how it goes, you have things that come up and life happens.)  Daughter-in-love #2 comes over and sees them and wants to know who's pictures they are and I tell her, "Mine."  Her eyes were BIG!!  Then I told her it was D#7.  We had a good laugh!

Little did I know until this morning that Daughter #1 and #3 saw them on the piano when I was gone on Thursday evening.  I guess they thought they were very recent pictures!!!  Oh how I wish I was home to see their faces!

I chuckle as I think about it!  While I love babies, the smell of a newborn, and all that goes into raising a small person, but at age 50 I am very content to love on my grands.  I enjoy spoiling them and being the fun person and not always the one that has to discipline. 

Wife, mother, Mammi, sister, friend...I love my titles!


  1. What a beautiful life you have! I hope one day to have some grand-babies and be able to say the same, but I'm praying for them even now ;) God bless you, friend!

  2. I know how you feel! As much fun as it would be to go through the pregnancy and childbirth again, the long nighttimes and dealing with day to days of toddlerhood would be way too much at our "age"!! It's so great to enjoy our grands and let them go home to their parents! ;)


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