I MADE IT....
NATIONAL QUILT MUSEUM
PADUCAH
Not the best picture, but Hubby is not a photographer, plus he didn't quite "GET" that he was standing on Hallowed ground...LOL!
Hubby actually enjoyed the 35 min. museum tour but once it was over went outside to sit with another husband who had driven out of the way to bring his wife to MECCA! Both men earned an extra jewel in their crown by letting us wives go back through the museum and devour each quilt at our own pace.
These next two pictures crack me up! My youngest grandson, 22 months, LOVES the TV remote. Why do kids love the remote?
GOTCHA
(That is the remote in his left hand)
He also loves to HIDE the remote and we have gone for days trying to find the remote but THIS time...GOTCHA
(The remote going into the PRINTER!)
Gotta LOVE a toddler!
Now for a few End of School Year Grandpeep Pics
Scott .....2nd Grade
Clay...6th Grade
(My handsome son and lovely school teacher DIL)
Ryan ...8th grade
(Ryan is next to speaker...Citizenship Award)
I didn't get pictures (phone camera acted up) of Granddaughter Emma Grace winning the Warrior Award which is THE BIG AWARD in 5th grade.
Those of you who have Grandchildren "Get It" when other quilters put down their needle and thread for these precious moments in time that mark milestones in the lives of our Grandchildren.
My James is growing by leaps and bounds! Here he is on Mother's Day at our family cook-out with PaPaw. I HATE CP but love this precious boy with all my heart. He will be having a major surgery on his feet and legs in Sept. Pre-Teen growth spurts cause major orthopedic issues in the lives of children with Cerebral Palsy.
I will leave you with a Chuckle...
RJ is a man of many looks!
Here he is after taking off his church clothes and getting "comfortable" on Mother's Day! I laugh every time I see it!
I Love my Family! But there are times when my heart is heavy. I suppose on this rainy gloomy Sunday, my heart is particularly heavy. I never share feelings of this nature on my blog but for some reason, I felt the prompting of the Holy Spirit to share in hopes that one mother/grandmother out there reading this can know that she is not alone...that many of us behind the blog have hurts just like everyone else. Sometimes it helps to just talk. I'm a good listener!
Do any of you have a Prodigal Child?
If so, then you understand the depth of my pain. I once heard a TV Mom say when a friend commented that 7 of her 8 children were all happy and leading productive lives and for that she should be grateful rather than grieving over the child who had chosen a difficult path. The Mom responded by saying a line that has come home to rest in my soul. She replied, "Anything less than 100% feels like failure to a mother."
So True...So True
