Happy Easter Meaner Bunny

My Preschool class would like to thank Easter Meaner for all the wonderful gifts and baskets she donated to the class this year. We have enough eggs to circumnavigate the globe at least 1 time. 

 

The good part is...the more eggs they have to hunt the busier it will keep them!

 

Thanks again, your Preschool teaching sister, Michelle

HAPPY 83rd BIRTHDAY MOTHER

This March 20th is Mother's 83rd birthday! Would you believe somewhere around St. Patrick's Day and her birthday, Michelle will be exactly one-half her age.

I remember when Mother was expecting her, that was the longest, slowest period of time I have ever had. I thought for sure she was never going to have her.

I was sleeping on the couch when her and Dad got out of bed and when out the door. I was awake and was wondering if the baby is going to be here soon. It was a Saturday, no school that day.

We kept waiting all day for Mrs. Stapleton to come over and tell us. She was out in the road when we asked her. She said, "Gertrude had a little girl."

We said, "We wanted a boy, but I guess we will have to satisfied with a girl." I remember I would ask Mother what was Pumpkin doing every once in a while and she would say nothing. I remember I said, "Ah, you're having a girl."

Junice's family went down there to see her before we did. At church the next day we ask about the baby, cause we haven't seen it yet. That afternoon Dad took us down to see her. We had to sneak Jeffery in to see her.

I remember it was raining the day Mother came home from the hospital. Lynn Coleman came down just before she got home. When she got home, Lucille took the umbrella out to the car. Mother handed her the baby. All of that waiting finally came to an end.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER Thank you for the baby!

Grandma Stalker Photos

Jeffery Hen - The Little Egg Hatches

It was almost the end of the day, Jeffery Hen was outside the hen house talking with Henriette and Vicki Hen while Henry and Roo were entertaining the triplets, Bear and Fon. Crystal Fawn, Panda and Fonda were playing together in the picking ground.

A rooster from far off got up on his hen house and started to crow. Panda heard him, but none of the others did. Panda said, "Mom, did you hear that crowing?"

Jeffery Hen said, "No, Panda I didn't."

Vicki Hen said, "Just to come down to just thinking about it, isn't it time for that young hen that laid the small egg ready to hatch?"

Henriette said, "Let's get real quiet and see if we can hear him crowing."

Jeffery Hen said, "Quiet everyone!"

While they were all standing there, so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, sure enough they heard the crowing. Panda and Fonda wanted to go and see the egg.

All the hens knew if they when it would be dark before they could get back home. But they knew the chicks would never shut up unless they did, so they decided to go.

When they got there the elder hen was already there. The nest was low enough for the chicks to peek into the nest. The hen house wasn't large enough for all of them so they decided to just let the chicks go in and watch.

Panda said, "Look how small it is!"

Vonda said, "It's out of it's shell now!"

The elder hen picked it up and checked it. She said, "It's a girl."

"Hurray!" yelled the chicks. Crystal Fawn only chirped caused that was all she knew how to do.

When Jeffery Hen, Henrietta and Vicki Hen heard this they said, "Come on children let's go home before it gets dark." The elder hen and parent couple of the little chick asked them what was their hurry.

Jeffery Hen said, "It's getting dark and we'll come back tomorrow to see it."

"O.K." said the new parents.

When they finally got home all Panda wanted to talk about was the baby chick that she watched hatch out of an egg.

Just Like Clyde

While Clyde and Dad were here in January, Cameron came over for a visit. 

This is how our conversation went:

Grandma:  Cameron, come in here and see your Uncle Clyde. Remember me telling you that you are so much like your Uncle Clyde?

Cameron:  Yelp, is he lazy too?

Posted by Grandma Jeff

Parenting Skills

While Dad was down in January he told us about a dog he had when he was a boy.  He told us he trained this dog to hunt squirrels.  Their first hunting trip the dog went after a ground squirrel.  This burnt Dad up!  He said he bawled that dog out good, for about thirty minutes.  That dog never went after another ground squirrel. 

At that moment I realized where Dad had acquired his parenting skills.  His hunting dogs had provided him with the tools needed for rasing one lazy boy and four sweet girls.  I can still remember getting balled out for something and NEVER doing that again.  NEVER EVER!  What ever it was!

Jeff