" My favorite day," said Pooh."
A. A. Milne Wisdom
Monday morning my little Trent (TLC #1) had his tonsils and adenoids taken out. He came through it all like the little trouper that he is. When the nurses were trying to convince him to eat a little more he told them, "It is okay, my grandma makes me cookies with raisins in them and I will eat those later."
It amazes me what a blessing it is being a grandmother or Mémère. Truly I believe with age does come wisdom and even more importantly, patience. Maybe this is why sometimes I think it is more fun being a grandmother than it was being a mom. I often try to encourage my daughters who are both amazing mothers with this little bit of insight too.
Well, I think I better go get those oatmeal raisin cookies made. Trent is moving rapidly from ice-cream and jello to food with some substance : )