"Lemonade" never tasted sweeter

Imagine my heart melting when I was invited to Sydney's lemonade stand the other day, and was greeted by this sign. (Delaney followed her instructions and wrote it for her.)

(You can't read the lighter reading below the "price" for the cups of lemonade, but it says, "Cookies cost 1 eskimo kiss")

Needless to say, I "bought" many cups of lemonade (which was actually water poured from her Mrs. Potts' teacup) and many cookies. I certainly never run out of hugs and eskimo kisses for my girl!

And an added benefit was that she dressed in her new Barbie fairy costume for the event...


Simple moments like these are what make life worth living. A sweet girl in dress-up clothes; the creativity of a four-year-old; the "please, Mommy" plea to participate; the feel of her little arms around my neck; the feel of that little nose on mine. Wouldn't trade it for anything...

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And now, my Poem-a-Day contribution for this Friday (look at my post right below this to see the poetry challenge that I'm participating in).

My parents are heading to Texas right now "as I write" to attend my Grandma's 90th birthday celebration. Life in its busy state just kept me from being able to go, but I will definitely be there in spirit! I mailed some pictures of the girls off to Grandma yesterday, along with a picture made my Sydney and a letter from telling Grandma what she means to me.

And then I read the poetry challenge from yesterday. It was to write about a specific location. Since Grandma was on my mind, I immediately thought of her home. And I wrote this...

“Grandma's House
(from childhood)”

The smell of
crowder peas, cornbread,
and german chocolate cake

The sound of
cousins laughing,
(everyone) storytelling,
and pa praying

The energy of
that kitchen-turned-scrabble table,
that front yard-turned-football field

always transport me to
grandma's house.

Those tall bar stools,
those purses,
those beds,
those dolls

I can close my eyes and
see it all,
hear it all,
feel it all,
recall it all.

Cherish it all.

I emailed it to my Dad last night, and he told me that he immediately printed it out so he could present it to Grandma at the party. "I'm sure she'll cry a lot," he told me. I hope it means something to her, and lets her know how much I love her!

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And now...the weekend!

We have a math tournament, time at the library for research, a "USO Show" at church (McKenna is one of the Andrews Sisters), softball practice, and other fun stuff planned (Gary, can we go have a drink?). (I hope some of it will include some more Not Sure What to Expect-but oh so sweet--Time with Sydney.) And I really want to do some scrapping (some pictures are just calling out my name, begging to be put in some mini albums).

I hope you have a wonderful weekend yourself!!!