Category Archives: grandmother stuff

bad grandma

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. But here are the facts, ma’am, just the facts: 1. My daughter-in-law bought my grandson something similar at a thrift shop. It broke. My musically inclined (aka genius) grandson was royally ticked off. 2. … Continue reading

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sense of style

It runs in the family.

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montana lullaby

Old friends and grandmothers are often the same people. Isn’t he a sweetheart?  At least 20 women passed him around and he never woke up.Play the video below for “Lullaby for Baby”, a song with some western flair.

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a big weekend in sewingville

A couple of Fridays ago I attended the  Sew  Expo in Worcester, an annual girlfriend day that over the past three years has become a three-generation event.  Little “K-K” is not yet three years old and attended–with her mom– for the … Continue reading

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silent star trek moment

We skyped Tuesday night.   First time ev-uh!! It was quite exciting.  Banjo Man and I were staring into the computer monitor at our little family in Texas as if we hadn’t seen them in years (instead of days).  We smiled … Continue reading

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texas swing

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introduction to fiddle–is it ever too soon?

Maybe. Today I babysat my 18-month old grandson.  He has quite an ear for music and he knows what he likes and what he doesn’t like. He loves Bruce Springsteen.  He will not go to bed at night until he … Continue reading

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a good saturday night in texas

It’s not all tequila, guitars, honky tonk, fiddles, beer and bbq. Some times you have to kick back and relax on the couch with your favorite guy.

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a boy’s best friend

Meet Pan. He was a gift to my son when his was one (thank you, Aunt Marge) and was very much loved.  After resurrecting Pan from a box of treasured baby toys, I’ve been cleaning and repairing him since 8 PM … Continue reading

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