My granddaughter turned eight years old this month. In her eight years she has kept me laughing with her wisdom.
One of the funniest memories is when she was four years old and was trying to get her Papa to make a decision about whether he would take her to one of her favorite places – the John Deere Pavilion.
We still laugh at her impatience waiting for his answer. You can read that story at
Recently we bought her some bird houses to paint for her birthday. Her new home has lots of trees and we thought she would enjoy not only painting them, but watching the birds this summer as they made a next in the houses.
When she stayed all night with us recently her Papa helped her paint one of the smaller ones instructing her in how to mix paints to get a new color, how to hold her brush and the right strokes to make.
We left the other houses at her home for her to paint later.
Our daughter got the houses out with the paint and began to keep her some instructions on painting.
She promptly told her mother she did not need any help because
Papa taught me all I need to know.
One lesson with Papa and she is now an authority on painting. Love this little girl!