MY LITTLE MEN

Tonight, I was blessed to have my little men over. Mama and Daddy went out for Daddy’s birthday.

We ate; of course you ALWAYS have to eat when you come to Gramma’s house! Sometimes, I still can’t believe that I’m a gramma, and it has been close to five years now.

After we ate, we played. I don’t like to let them watch a lot of movies, so we sat on the floor and played blocks and read stories from the Friend (a religious magazine for little people). We brushed teeth, ran to and from the bathroom with potty-training Adrien, about six times, and sang Primary (church) songs. We were just together--the simple, old-fashioned togetherness.

Papa with eight-month-old Christian and 4-1/2 year-old Julian...



Feigning sleep...



My little dimpled two-year-old, Adrien...



Finally, I had some little wash cloths that came compressed into a small package. You put them in warm water, and they slowly expand, opening up to reveal a picture. I had these from last Christmas that I didn’t end up using, and they had the baby Jesus, Joseph, and Mary. What a fun thing this was to do.







Patiently...



Patiently...



Waiting...



Baby Christian watching...



I didn’t end up getting pictures of the end products, but they were pretty little bath cloths. The boys then washed up with the warm cloths and took them with them to use at home.

What a blessing it is to have these little men! What a perfect end to my day! I love my little people so very much. I feel their little spirits and their teachable little hearts. No wonder the Bible says that we are to be as little children. What a blessing from our Father in Heaven they are.