Thursday, 19 September 2013

From the Past

July 2011 -- Learning the alphabet


Monday, 16 September 2013

Kids Say the Darndest Things


Eden goes to a daycare two days a week.  The other day I was there to pick her up, and as usual she ran over with a happy cry when she saw me.  She had a small stuffed bear in her hands, which she immediately showed to me, saying, "This is my baby bear.  Her mama work all day.  She miss her.  I take care her."  Ouch.



Last week Nathan was helping Z with some math homework -- a word problem involving adding up the number of birds in a tree.  As Z thought about it, he closed his eyes tightly and made fists with his hands.  Nathan said, "It's ok if you want to use your fingers to figure out the answer."  To which Z responded, without opening his eyes or unclenching his fists, "I am using my fingers -- they're in my cabeza!"


Sunday, 1 September 2013

The Quilt

In 1945 the ladies of the Winchester, KS Reformed Presbyterian Church held a baby shower for their pastor's wife, who was expecting her second child.  As part of the shower, each lady made a quilt square, which was given to the expectant mother to be stitched together to make a quilt for the new baby.  The pastor's wife was my grandmother, Winifred Elliott, and the soon-to-be-born baby was my mother, Kathy.

The quilt blocks were beautiful, but, not surprisingly, Grammy did not get them quilted together before the baby was born, and she certainly didn't get them quilted together after the baby was born!  She did accomplish the task many years later, but since her daughter, Kathy, was much too big for the baby quilt (since she was, in fact, all grown up by the time the blocks became a quilt), the quilt was promised to Kathy's first daughter when she got married.

While some suspected the great day would never arrive, I did actually get married and inherited the quilt.  I put it away for the day when I would have a daughter of my own.  And tonight, Eden for the first time goes to sleep under the Winchester quilt.

Thank you, dear Tabithas of the the Church, who in 1945 made a quilt for the new baby, who became my mother.  I was married in their church building 58 years later, and cover up my daughter with their handiwork 68 years later.  I hope she will be so surrounded by the Church all of her days.

Eden with her beautiful quilt.

Eden picked out this square as her favorite, which is wonderful because Minnie Belle is actually one of the few makers of the quilt I actually met.

Eden points out another square she likes -- this time an elephant.