Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Just Like Her Dad

I don't know if it is my weak Wi-Fi or Blogger, but I have been denied the pleasure of reading my blog roll. When I click on the one I choose to read ..... I get a "Blank Page". It is, indeed, blank and is labeled as such. Weird.

I have been left to the company of the TV and HeWho listens selectively. Maybe that's why I decided to tackle the sewing room. Although I must confess that since finding my box of pictures, I have not ventured back in there. The turn of weather leaves my toes cold in there. We seem to be on a see-saw weather pattern. In the 70's one day, then plunging back to freezing.

My baby girl. Just look at that sweet face. This is one of the pictures found. She was about 2 in this picture and that sweet countenance is deceiving. She had the entire family at her beck and call. This is the child that at age 4 gathered all the mail of an entire street and presented it to me. She thought it would be a good way to get to know our neighbors.

She did not get this courage from me, but from her dad. They never meet a stranger, can talk with anyone. I may be that way now, but I developed it over the years of living with HeWho speaks to everyone.

That's not all she got from him. You will recall that I have NEVER bought a vehicle, never really had any say in the purchase of one (not that I really care). I was having a nice chat with this sweet child of mine today when she casually mentioned that she had a new car. "But, you just bought a new car not that long ago and I thought you liked it. Why did you get a new car?" asked her mother. To which she replied, "I don't know, I went to get my oil changed and left with a new car."

Don't be thinking she is a pushover for some eager sales person, I am sure she argued herself into a good deal, just like her dad.


Val said...

What a good little helper, bringing you the mail! I hope you got to read a variety of magazines before you gave it back.

Joanne Noragon said...

I do like self assured people.

joanne said...

see what happens when you get out the box of old thing leads to another.

Naqvee said...

Of course, it is one of the loveliest memories. A mother remembering her child's friendly nature, what a joy it must have brought to you.Thanks for sharing it with us :)\