I have been pressed to find smiles, or smiles I’ve wanted to write about, i the past few weeks. I’ve been trying to come up with smiles that aren’t grandchild related but I have come to realize that most of my smiles DO come from those grandchildren.
This weekend was not great. I got word that my son was in a car accident but is okay, which is more than can be said about the car. But at least he’s okay. Then the next day came word of the death of their dog, one of their dogs, Bear. Although he was past his life expectancy, it still came as a shock as he’d not been ill. But I will write some “Bear Smiles” later in the week or for next week.
A few days ago, my son-in-law finally came to replace my thermostat which had been sitting here since the baby was born almost six weeks ago. I’ve been dealing with no heat in our very cold winter. Finally, my daughter got after him and he came that night. Spencer came with him when he came to replace the thermostat. So those were the first two smiles, a new thermostat and a grandson visit.
He was sitting watching his dad work on the thermostat and I asked him “How is Maya today?”
He answered right away with an annoyed look. “Bad.”
“Maya is bad? Is she sick or is she a bad girl?” I chuckled thinking it silly that a six week old could be a bad girl.
“Bad girl. Cry, cry, cry. Five times. Crying.” He held up all five fingers on both his hands. “Maya cry five times. Cry. Cry. Cry. Five times. Crying. Maya bad.” He shook his head and grimaced.
That really made me crack up! I told him babies cry because they need something and can’t talk. I told him maybe she was hungry or sleepy when she cried.
“Yes. Hungry. Maya ate baby milk and then no cry.”
Those were my smiles this week. Pretty good ones, I’d say!
The #weeklysmile is a blog link up hosted by Trent at Trent’s World. You should go check it out. Maybe you can share a smile with us!