Beautiful Times

 This is a quick update on the grandkids....though it is very picture heavy!

Several months ago, I am sad to say, Jessica and Allie left the family. Divorce is ugly, though I will say, it was not as sad as when Rachel and Bud divorced. A mama knows when things are not right and, though Jess is a beautiful girl, she is a girl that needs freedom to have open relationships. My son and grandkids are flourishing, like never before! The bonus was, I was able to keep TJ and Emerson for a couple of weeks over the summer. Mason came several times to spend long weekends, and he was a delight too. 

We kept very busy, making a day trip to the Cave of the Mounds on the other side of our state, 

 We took them to Holy Hill, where they could see 4 states at once.

We made a trip over to Nancy's Notions! Emerson was thrilled. The guys, not so much. 

 Emerson learned to sew on her new (grandma's old) machine. She made pillows for days!

She also hand sewed her great great grandmother's buttons to make a pillow.

 She and TJ  both made breakfast several times.

 And we took a trip to the zoo, that was so much fun, we plan to make it a yearly thing.

  It wore us all out, but it was a blast.

 We ate out a LOT and shopped just as much!

 And that Mason...he is SUCH a daddy's boy. I never saw a kid so attached to their dad. He did break away to spend time with us up here in Wisconsin. I enjoyed him so much. He is such a character.

Life without these little people would not be the same. They make me want to be better, and to make a difference in their lives. It's the most beautiful part of this beautiful life!

I'll share a more quilty update next time. This time, though, Emerson will be thrilled to see a new tag with her name!

The Beauty of Fur Babies

 It's been a very long time since I've written on the blog. At the request of my granddaughter, I'll give it another go. 

Much has happened here in the last year and a half, as I am sure it has in your lives also. I'll take my time catching up....just a little at a time. I'll start with Zion. My sweet boy, who was the best kitty a person could have EVER hoped to know, lost a very short battle with a feline lung disease, common in cats who were part of a hoard. It was a miracle he lasted as long as he did. I know it was a gift from God that we were allowed the honor of knowing him for those few short years. 

Being a well known cat lady meant my friends wouldn't allow me to go very long without kitties to love. Along came Silas. He was tossed from a car at 3 weeks old, bottle fed and handed over to me at about 5 weeks. He was a precious little guy who needed a mommy.

 Willow was only too happy to oblige. She was grieving Zion too. 

Not too long after Silas came, a beautiful Calico named Daisy, needed a home. She was found shot up with a BB gun (hence the name Daisy), and full of milk. Her kittens were not found. She instantly took over complete care of Silas! He grew to be huge and she still tried to drag him by the neck. It was a match made in heaven for them both.  

 Poor Willow....don't let this next photo fool you. Daisy and Willow are arch enemies!!

Willow has resigned herself to the fact that she is indeed, just a dog, in a cat's world. 

There is no replacement for Zion, and he is missed more than words can express, but we are thankful for the small zoo we've been blessed with. Next post, I'll catch you up on the grandkids!