I remember my sister trying to keep her daughter quiet in church. She kept saying, "Shhhh...be quiet, this is God's house." My niece would fall asleep and start snoring. She was about 3 or 4, I can't remember exactly.

Anyway, this went on for a while till my sister said, "Stacy! Wake up! This is God's house and he doesn't want you to sleep in his house."

Stacy looked up at her Mom's, look around for God, and said, "Okay, fine. But when he leaves, I'm going back to sleep!"

I remember when I was 5 and Grandma was in her 60's. She was friends with a neighbor lady who was 50 and one day the two of them came to visit Mom and see the grandkids.

She introduced her friend and said "She has a granddaughter too."

I looked at her friend and said, "But you don't look old enough to be a grandma!" The minute I blurted it out, I was sure I'd be punished for saying it.

The three adults had a good laugh and the lady gave me a big hug and said what an adorable little girl I was.

Many years later I still recalled that incident and asked Mom why no one scolded me that day.

lol ! Love these stories. Your right about the journaling Dotsie. I sort of started one, since I write Anaiya's mom regularly about her daughter. I'm saving all the letters for a journal.

When my son was 3, he loved a German children’s song called “Heidi", which he sang non-stop. Among other things it entails some yodelling, something like; … la la deeeee ooooo
One Sunday we attended church. It was an immense church, but the acoustics were fantastic. During one of the silent moments, Mike suddenly burst out in song “ Heidiiiiiiii, la la de ooooooooo.” When he discovered the church’s echo, there was no stopping him. The more I tried to shush him up, the more determined he was to finish that song!

When the laughter died down, the priest took the cue, and said competition is getting tougher by the day.

lllllllllllolllol hehehehhe

loved that storie HL.
It just brought to mind a good memorie of anson, hehehehe.

i loved the idea of seeing you red faces trying to shush him and him full of delight in letting ripp lol.

thanks that cheered my sunday

I clearly remember my neighbor was out hanging clothes on the line one day. I was in the backyard planting flowers. Her daughter, who was around five, came running out of the house. It seems she had gone into the bathroom while her Daddy was tinkling. She was shouting, "Mommy! Mommy! Daddy has a pigtail, just like mine!"

I do the school runs when I am babysitting and have gotten the routine down to pat. Except for this morning because the baby decided to do what he can only do for himself and needed changing. As we were making our way to school. my granddaughter kept mumbling: "I'm tardy, I'm tardy, I'm tardy, I'm tardy...(then yelled) FOR MY EDUCAAASHUUUN!!!" She was'nt tardy, just angsty.