Beautiful wisdom from a 9 year-old
My family did a great job in Oliver.
I didn’t get any pictures, because I forgot my camera.
The whole family piled into the mini van after the play, and my grandchildren were tired and cranky–they had been at the theater since noon, and it was now almost 10:00 p.m.
My granddaughter Veda, aged 8, was freaking out because a moth was in the car, and was flying around her feet, in her hair, etc.
I was trying to swat the darn thing (you know how slippery moths can be), when I heard my daughter-in-law’s advice, “If you kill that moth, Jaxon (aged 9) will freak out.”
“It’s a living thing too, Bunny Beth,” Jaxon whispered from the back of the van.
“Shoo, shoo,” I whispered to the moth, flapping my hand, trying to keep it away from Veda. But not to kill the moth, a living thing.
“You are right, Jaxon,” I told my wonderful grandson.
Anyway, it’s almost noon on Sunday.
I’m home, doing my laundry, and getting ready for another week of work.
I hope you are all doing well.
May you all have the wonderfully warm sunny weather we are getting right now.