Saturday, October 20, 2012

Grandparents' Day

 It was our first time to attend Grandparents' Day at St. Elizabeth's.  Kyle dropped me off with Libby in the Early Childhood Center, took the boys across the street to their school, then went home to pick Dave and Rachel up.
 Meanwhile, I got to help Libby (and the rest of the table) with their Halloween craft---a pumpkin with legs.
 While Kyle parked the car, I brought Libby over from ECC and Rachel went to get the boys, Dave reserved our pew space.


 
It always brings back memories of sitting in church with my Grandma and Grandpa Wicker.  Grandma always had mints, gum, a kleenex but more importantly a fluffy arm around us.  It is actually one of my favorite childhood memories.

 Davis gave the closing prayer thanking all of the grandparents for coming.

Then, we posed for a photo after mass.  Kyle got the car, picked up Dave while Rachel and I ran upstairs to the boys' classes to meet their teachers and see their friends.
 Davis had a wonderful portfolio of his work and a sweet card saying "Happy Grandparents' Day! My love for you grows and grows!" By the time we got to Brett's class, they'd begun presentations on "My Christening Day" and we didn't want to interrupt.
 On our way out the door, Rachel showed me the room she and a friend re-modeled into a reading nook.  (The tree Rachel made covers some pipes and ducts)
 After school, we met Miss Rochelle who is Brett's Behavior therapist---here he is rewarded with a bowling game.



The next day (Brett's birthday), our after school activity was going to Davis's guitar lesson.  He and his teacher played a duet for me!

We had a great Grandparents' Day!  I hope some day these kids have similar warm, fuzzy feelings for us like I have for my grandparents. Grandmothers: Vennie Watson Wicker with Vivian Maupin Long.  Grandfathers: Roy Milton Long with James Wesley Wicker.

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Between Two Worlds

Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.

This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.