grammy's prayer.

11:13am
Rain outside, coffee, and Grammy and I enjoying the silence. Boys airsofting at the farm, girls coloring eggs with Grandma T, and Mom and Anna being doulas at a birth since 5am. Youch. :) Washing dishes while coffee brews. Tis a beautiful dreary day. :]

[If you can't tell, she's tired. :) She woke up earlier than me. Haha. But goodness, she loves eggs and salsa. and my coffee.;)]

I woke her up from her snooze; an early lunch ready for her and me. :)

She loves food. My food especially. (haha! just kidding. she says all the food here is good. :))

I set the plate on her lap board, then stepped back. She immediately began talking; head down, eyes still drooping from just awakening.

"Dear heavenly Father, I thank You for this good food, and for friends…” she trails off, fingers not quite gripping the fork; still waking up. “being so nice…” a mumbled part that might’ve been in Your name we pray, “Amen.”

[Yep, she likes my coffee. :) Imake some pretty good coffee. Today it was bolivian blend (with a wee bit of milk.) Thank you once again, Sarah and Justin! :D]

She takes a bite.
“Well, that hen sure worked. This is good.”
A minute later, as I’m snapping a picture of her, she sips her coffee.
“Mmmm. I like your coffee.”
I smile.
That’s one of the best (food/drink) compliments someone can give me.

[My coffee in the monster mug; me; the sky yesterday in the middle of braiding lyd's hair and raindrops; my eggs and salsa, waiting for me:)]

p.s. Look at this link about that Babies movie coming out on Mother's Day! Love that trailer, my goodness. :)