Cubby's been into cookin' lately. At first he was content with just the pots and pans. But then he realized that it was much more fun if there was actually food to cook. Imaginary food is much easier for grandma to clean up. When he cooks bananas and gold fish and crackers and whatever else he's fast enough to grab, grandma actually has to wash the pots when he's done. (Note the hat from Halloween). - especially when Gennie tries to help with the clean up. I suppose I could teach Cubby to wash his own but that would involve water and soap bubbles and a whole new set of challenges.
Last night, Cindy and I braved to cold to go see Jen Sygit and Friends at Stage 1210 in Old Town. Lots of friends, music and singing. It was excellent. I came home still in the spirit and sat in front of my Christmas tree listening to my new Songwriters Anonymous CD and handquilted until after midnight. The quilt behind the tree is a block exchange from one of my first years in the group, could it possibly be 1992? It's still a top but I hang it up anyway. 
These are Gorham crystal angels from Germany that my parents bought me many, many years ago. I don't feel like it's really the Holidays until I get them out each year. They absolutely sparkle in the light from the piano. These may be the last pictures from my cell phone. Santa might be bringing me a new camera and I'll be able to take real pictures, we'll just have to wait and see...
2 comments:
Cubby is precious and precocious, Lisa. And I know you're a proud and doting Grandma! Yes, it shows. They grow so fast and you're not missing a moment of his growth. Merry Christmas to all of you. Love, Daisy
I remember that quilt block - I think it might even be 1991!
Merry Christmas!
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