Sunday mornings aren't very easy when you have to get a small child ready for church. Just sayin'...
This Sunday afternoon was pretty easy, though. We enjoyed a visit with Great-Grandpa Wallace who could use a few prayers if you have any to spare. When I was little, I didn't stay much with him and my Mammaw Pearl. I was supposed to stay the night once, but I secretly called my mom to come get me. I do, however, remember walking Circle Dr. with Papaw. Today was not like it used to be, though. Papaw became so short of breath just walking a few doors down the hallway. After a few breaks, he was finally weighed, which he wondered why the nurse couldn't do that some other time, and was able to get back to his chair and take a much needed breathing treatment. He said he felt better, but he certainly didn't look like he did. Papaw struggled trying to remember things, too. Usually, he is sharp as a tack. Perhaps today just wasn't a good day. Regardless, Izzy kept him entertained by singing and counting. Papaw even joined in by singing his watermelon song. As we left, the Braves were getting ready to take the field, so the rest of his afternoon was filled with his favorite ball club. I sure hope they won.
Just outside, Izzy enjoyed the front porch rocking chair and her Cracker Jacks, a newfound treat. She found a deer to ride, too.
Afterwards, we came to Mimi's where Izzy and cousin Hazen spent time playing outside with chalk. Then the rest of us joined in, too. Somehow, Izzy became covered in the stuff, even her face. She didn't mind in the least. Hazel Jane, as she calls herself, is so good to Izzy. No matter what game Izzy insists upon, Hazen will play it.
A cochlea and a seashell...
A little free-lensing...
Terrible angle for sis, but I had to post this. Hazen is priceless.
The look I get when I asked why she covered her face.
Might as well cover the legs, as well.
Finally, I explored mom's yard, finding her pretty flowers.
I experimented with some free-lensing, which I haven't done in a long time. I love these images!
This Sunday afternoon was pretty easy, though. We enjoyed a visit with Great-Grandpa Wallace who could use a few prayers if you have any to spare. When I was little, I didn't stay much with him and my Mammaw Pearl. I was supposed to stay the night once, but I secretly called my mom to come get me. I do, however, remember walking Circle Dr. with Papaw. Today was not like it used to be, though. Papaw became so short of breath just walking a few doors down the hallway. After a few breaks, he was finally weighed, which he wondered why the nurse couldn't do that some other time, and was able to get back to his chair and take a much needed breathing treatment. He said he felt better, but he certainly didn't look like he did. Papaw struggled trying to remember things, too. Usually, he is sharp as a tack. Perhaps today just wasn't a good day. Regardless, Izzy kept him entertained by singing and counting. Papaw even joined in by singing his watermelon song. As we left, the Braves were getting ready to take the field, so the rest of his afternoon was filled with his favorite ball club. I sure hope they won.
Afterwards, we came to Mimi's where Izzy and cousin Hazen spent time playing outside with chalk. Then the rest of us joined in, too. Somehow, Izzy became covered in the stuff, even her face. She didn't mind in the least. Hazel Jane, as she calls herself, is so good to Izzy. No matter what game Izzy insists upon, Hazen will play it.
A cochlea and a seashell...
A little free-lensing...
The look I get when I asked why she covered her face.
Might as well cover the legs, as well.
Finally, I explored mom's yard, finding her pretty flowers.
I experimented with some free-lensing, which I haven't done in a long time. I love these images!
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