Friday, October 28, 2011

Little Again

Do you ever wish you could be little again?  Back when you could fit on mommy's lap when she read to you.  Back when you cut out models from the JCPenny catalog for paper dolls.  Back when you went over to friends houses and played house under the bushes.  Or made a fort in the back woods with your sister.  Or went swimming in the cow's water trough.  And helped daddy make a birthday cake for mommy (we ended up putting one Tablespoon of salt in, instead of one teaspoon).  Or went hunting for craw dads in the creek bed.  Or when your little hand got lost in daddy's big hand.

Remember making houses under the dinning room table by throwing a blanket over the table?  (The older I got the more I hit my head on the bottom of the table, then it wasn't fun anymore.)  Remember wanting dresses that you could twirl in?  (I think I watched too much of Bobby and Sissy dancing on The Lawrence Welk show.) Remember when you wanted to wear matching clothes?


Do you remember when you were little, and you never thought you'd grow up?  I never thought my sister would get married.  It was one of those things that you always dreamed about, but it would never come to pass.

But it did.  
 
A few years later, my sister had a baby.  (That was another event that was only to be dreamed about.)  I love that  little girl that belongs to the Lord, and my sister and her husband! 

(She really loves her Aunt. :)
 
          I don't really mind being grown up now.  But there are times when I just want to be little again.  
Now, if you will excuse me, I'm off to find an old catalog, in search of new paper dolls.  
And dream about things yet to happen.

Monday, October 24, 2011

I spy

I was just looking through my pictures from the Zoar Civil War reenactment this summer.   I was studying the following picture and noticed (for the first time) the young boy to the left of the flag.  Is he surprised at the final volley of shots by his band of brothers?  Or is he hollering something to his friend?  Or, perhaps he is a little drama king . . . ?


Whatever the case, I think this young lad is rather cute.

Ah!  (Gasp) You don't suppose he saw me taking a likeness of the Boys in Blue and was posing for the camera, do you?!




Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A cozy day


Here I sit, on a very rainy Wed. writing my first blog post.
Mom is shopping, and dad is at work, so I have the house to myself.  Everything is so still and quiet, except for the rain hitting the east window sill, and the tick-tock of the grandfather clock behind me.  Due to the overcast skies, the house is rather dark.  I have a candle on the candle warming pad, which makes the house smell like a rustic/country gift shop.  I love days like today.
So until we meet again, I hope you all enjoy this 'coffee cup with a good book' kind of day. :)