Mid June update.

Lawdy life is so busy. The three grand little girls have come and gone. The first annual Camp Nanny was fairly successful. It was fun and exhausting. It reminded me why God gives babies to young moms and dads. You have to be so very present in mind and body with little ones. You have to remember to feed them meals and snacks and make them rest. There is chatter most all the time. Questions and statements that you don't anticipate. You have to make them go to the bathroom before you get in the car. And on and on.
I hope that these cousins have started some fun memories that we can build on every time we gather.
Here a are few pic that I don't think made the Instagram cut...

Rainy day in-door bowling. 

Granddaddy's helpers. 

I could not handle three littles in a pool, so we opted for playing under the hose until their lips turned blue. Then inside for a warm bath. 

Before the melt down. All three did enjoy feeding the goats. 

Every night we knelt down and said our prayers. Each night I read a few chapters of one of my favorite children's stories, "Sarah Plain and Tall". 

During the week Millie asked me if I was her "grandma". I said yes I am. She asked if she could call me 'grandma'. I said of course. And so every now and then she would say something like, "Okay grandma." (All the grands have called me Nanny up to this point.")

I miss their hugs and sweetness. 

Note to parents: remind the girls of the lemonade stand and the "bee incident". It is laughable. Now. 

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Mom has remained weak.  She had a quick visit to her doctor this week with some breathing issue and swelling ankles. The new meds have been tweaked. New glasses were ordered this week. Her's have been broken for a few weeks. 

Sister Amanda will leave in the wee hours on Friday. Thank heavens she was able to go to Mom at a moments notice. 

Extended care giver hours and adding Sunday to the schedule will make me feel better about Mom being at home. I plan to drive down for a visit in a week and a half.

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In the meantime. I will meet SIL at the halfway point tomorrow to pick up the Tuscaloosa grands. 

The transfer will take place in the Piggly Wiggly parking lot, as usual. 

They will stay with us from Friday to Friday. I am making a second grocery store run this afternoon to plump up my repertoire. I know we will have to go back next week. Its all good.

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Macho and I are entranced in the "Outlander" series. That is our summer indulgence. 

Today is the summer solstice. Longest day of the year. 

It is raining slightly. The trees in our front yard have been felled. A random person that saw my Facebook post is here loading his trailer with some of the logs. I am ready to head to town, but he is blocking my driveway. He has to leave at some point. 

Still lots of clean up to do. 

Its a different landscape. 

20 laps in the pool this morning has me all mellow. 

Maybe I'll pick up some sushi for supper. 

Shalom. 

Heart beat.

When we are born there are only a certain number of beats in our heart. At 97 1/2 Mom's heart may be sprinting toward the finish line. Tuesday she was hospitalized with afib. Thursday and the beat is still not regulated. I have also learned she has a hole in her heart, possibly since birth, though no one can recall ever hearing about this. The hole has gotten bigger.

This circumstance is a game changer. Meds are being administered that are cause for concern. A bump can cause severe bleeding. I don't know what the future will look like, but it will definitely vere off the corse it was on. It brings on a difficult decision time. Constant care givers is exactly what I have feared for her.

Too many opinions. We debate. We disagree. Love will win.

Shalom.