Once upon a time after a little girl named Hayley
and all her sisters and brother had recovered from chicken pox, it was time for another adventure. Not a grand adventure . . . a little "good deed adventure". The whole little family loaded up in their grand van (which was now a red one) and headed to Idaho where they met more aunts, uncles and cousins and repainted Great-Grandma Hawkes' yellow house in just one day!
Yet before long, bad days were back again. By the end of the year there were two teenagers in the family--two teenage girls who liked to sass, have hair brush wars and do tiny tortures to each other. There was one other daughter who bravely endured plastic surgery to have a lump removed from the side of her face and one son who had to get nine stitches in his chin after falling off his bicycle. And there was a little daughter who did not stop stealing the neighbor kids' bikes until she got her very own Fisher Price tricycles on her third birthday.
Nevertheless, the wonderful, patient parents of these trouble makers loved them enough to go on a spring break adventure the following year to Bryce Canyon, Zion National Park and the Coral Pink Sand Dunes. Shortly after that the handsome, hard-working father of the family turned 40 years old. His smarty pants kids celebrated by forking their front lawn with forty 40's and making a banner that said "over the hill".
One of the smarty pants was a daughter who turned 15 years old and started high school in September . . . another one was a daughter who got braces and later turned 14 years old . . . another one was a daughter who turned 10 years old and started fifth grade . . . another one was a son who turned 8 years old and started third grade . . . and the youngest one was a daughter who turned 4 years old and was her lovely mother's star preschool student. Their family grew by one more that school year, too when--not a cute, cuddly baby joined the family--but another teenage girl named Christina who was an Indian Placement Student.
There were many more good and bad days
in the year to come, but this fine family learned that living happily ever after happens one day at a time!
Happy Wednesday!
Love, Grandma
One of the smarty pants was a daughter who turned 15 years old and started high school in September . . . another one was a daughter who got braces and later turned 14 years old . . . another one was a daughter who turned 10 years old and started fifth grade . . . another one was a son who turned 8 years old and started third grade . . . and the youngest one was a daughter who turned 4 years old and was her lovely mother's star preschool student. Their family grew by one more that school year, too when--not a cute, cuddly baby joined the family--but another teenage girl named Christina who was an Indian Placement Student.
There were many more good and bad days
in the year to come, but this fine family learned that living happily ever after happens one day at a time!
Happy Wednesday!
Love, Grandma
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