We take walks through our Storybook Town…
…and we pass Storybook Cottages…
…and I take photos with my phone ..that has a cover.. that looks just like a book..
So on this particular day…of sunshine and blue skies…
Little girl, garbed in nightgown and Elsa costume and Bunny hat and black fuzzy boots…
running and playing before our walk…
took a tumble and scrubbed her knees.
Big Daddy Tim doctored them and we were on our way…
But those knees hurt…and she wanted to show me …and wanted all to see her boo-boo's...
"Let's go, Grammy…" she says….
…but Grammy is posting these sweet photos and says, "I'll be right there…"
To which Sophia replies, as she heads back to the tiny table where I sit, "Grammy, tell me a story…."
So I open my Storybook Cover to my phone….
and I pull up the photos …
and I commence storytelling…
"Once upon a time there was a little girl named Sophia (She always likes to hear stories about herself)
…and having had a terrible tumble, she suffered with her bandaged boo-boo's.
She wanted all to see, just how terribly terrible they were…
She looks at the photo and grins…
Grammy the storyteller, continues…
"It is decided that a treat is in order. A Blueberry muffin and Apple Juice is found to be just the thing for making boo-boos feel better…"
Again, she looks at the photo, smiling….
"When the muffin is eaten and the juice is sipped….all is well, and little Sophia is ready to climb into her carriage for the ride through our Storybook Town…."
The "book" is closed and with a bit of a hop…lacking the usual bounciness…our girl is ready for the remainder of our walk…
back to our very own Storybook Cottage…
The mail has arrived, and the long awaited Storybook Fabric has arrived, along with a vintage dress pattern…
Sophia is off to the park with Big Daddy…after her afternoon nap…
and Grammy begins the pinning and cutting…
I haven't created a garment (using pattern and fresh new fabric) in many moons…and what memories flood my mind. Singer sewing classes in Junior High…sewing seersucker skirts as a young bride…making maternity clothes during my first pregnancy…more seersucker tops and skirts created, as a young mommy…and Laura Ashley dresses and jumpers in the late 80's and early 90's…
…and then life got busy….
…and the sewing machine was packed away…
What a glorious feeling to be back at it, at this stage in my life. How I wish I had had the time to sew for my little girl, but alas, she followed two boys…and my time was spent going back to school to become a teacher.
So, now, there's this little granddaughter…
and we live in this little house…
and we read and tell and act out stories and nursery rhymes…and there's time..
Time to create and sew and write and paint.
Sophia arrives home from the park and runs through the cottage to find me…to tell me all about the fun she's had with her Big Daddy…and she sees this project on the farm table.
I tell her, "This will be your Easter dress…see? It's Alice in Wonderland! and there's foxgloves and roses and rabbits and teacups…"
And she is beside herself with joy…."…and doze are awww her frwiends!" as she points to the other characters.
And I think to myself…. I am so thankful that these efforts in story telling and nursery rhyme reading and imagination encouraging are the very thing this little girl needed.
I am mindful of the grace and mercy God is showering over me, at 53 1/2 years old, to have the energy and physical strength to continue this daunting task. …raising one tireless, bouncing, chattering, never slow down ever, little girl.
Blessings, from this Grammy …living life in our Storybook World
…and we pass Storybook Cottages…
Little girl, garbed in nightgown and Elsa costume and Bunny hat and black fuzzy boots…
running and playing before our walk…
took a tumble and scrubbed her knees.
Big Daddy Tim doctored them and we were on our way…
But those knees hurt…and she wanted to show me …and wanted all to see her boo-boo's...
We continued on our walk ...and decided a visit to the Starbucks on the Corner of Main Street…
in our Storybook Town..
for a Blueberry Yogurt "Nuffin"
and a drink box of Apple Juice
was just the thing to make us feel better.
"Let's go, Grammy…" she says….
…but Grammy is posting these sweet photos and says, "I'll be right there…"
To which Sophia replies, as she heads back to the tiny table where I sit, "Grammy, tell me a story…."
So I open my Storybook Cover to my phone….
and I pull up the photos …
and I commence storytelling…
"Once upon a time there was a little girl named Sophia (She always likes to hear stories about herself)
…and having had a terrible tumble, she suffered with her bandaged boo-boo's.
She wanted all to see, just how terribly terrible they were…
She looks at the photo and grins…
Grammy the storyteller, continues…
"It is decided that a treat is in order. A Blueberry muffin and Apple Juice is found to be just the thing for making boo-boos feel better…"
Again, she looks at the photo, smiling….
"When the muffin is eaten and the juice is sipped….all is well, and little Sophia is ready to climb into her carriage for the ride through our Storybook Town…."
The "book" is closed and with a bit of a hop…lacking the usual bounciness…our girl is ready for the remainder of our walk…
back to our very own Storybook Cottage…
Sophia is off to the park with Big Daddy…after her afternoon nap…
and Grammy begins the pinning and cutting…
I haven't created a garment (using pattern and fresh new fabric) in many moons…and what memories flood my mind. Singer sewing classes in Junior High…sewing seersucker skirts as a young bride…making maternity clothes during my first pregnancy…more seersucker tops and skirts created, as a young mommy…and Laura Ashley dresses and jumpers in the late 80's and early 90's…
…and then life got busy….
…and the sewing machine was packed away…
What a glorious feeling to be back at it, at this stage in my life. How I wish I had had the time to sew for my little girl, but alas, she followed two boys…and my time was spent going back to school to become a teacher.
So, now, there's this little granddaughter…
and we live in this little house…
and we read and tell and act out stories and nursery rhymes…and there's time..
Time to create and sew and write and paint.
Sophia arrives home from the park and runs through the cottage to find me…to tell me all about the fun she's had with her Big Daddy…and she sees this project on the farm table.
I tell her, "This will be your Easter dress…see? It's Alice in Wonderland! and there's foxgloves and roses and rabbits and teacups…"
And she is beside herself with joy…."…and doze are awww her frwiends!" as she points to the other characters.
And I think to myself…. I am so thankful that these efforts in story telling and nursery rhyme reading and imagination encouraging are the very thing this little girl needed.
I am mindful of the grace and mercy God is showering over me, at 53 1/2 years old, to have the energy and physical strength to continue this daunting task. …raising one tireless, bouncing, chattering, never slow down ever, little girl.
Blessings, from this Grammy …living life in our Storybook World