Every Friday Makayla, Emily, my mother and I go to one of the nursing homes and sing with the residents. When the weather is better and mother can get out again we are planning to have a dress-up tea party. I am going to gather up as many hats, scarves, feather boas and jewelry as I can find and we are going to play dress up. I think the people at the nursing home will have fun and Emily and Makayla will, too.
My grand children are missing the opportunity to dress up in their grandmother's old clothes. Well, now that I think of it, I don't have a lot of dresses or skirts for them to play in and I defiantly don't have hats. I made all of the Halloween costumes. Gwynyth has a complete wardrobe of costumes and the cousins have a wonderful time playing together.
My grand children are missing the opportunity to dress up in their grandmother's old clothes. Well, now that I think of it, I don't have a lot of dresses or skirts for them to play in and I defiantly don't have hats. I made all of the Halloween costumes. Gwynyth has a complete wardrobe of costumes and the cousins have a wonderful time playing together.
When my sister and I were young we played "army" using WWI drill rifles that belonged to my grandfather. No one driving by thought they were real or called the police. I can't tell you how many times I was "shot" off the clothes line pole. And to think, I wasn't wearing a helmet or pads. I can't count the number of times my bare foot slipped off the bike peddle and I scraped the skin off of my toes on the sidewalk. I firmly believe that my skin and blood reinforced the concrete and are the reason those sidewalks are still there 50+ years later.
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