“Miss Morph”

book 10-11-17

“So he’s in his meeting clothes,” the boy responded matter-of-factly upon me telling him that Grandpa was working, knowing without a doubt in his mind it must be true. For right after I entered his house yesterday behind my Mom, he wanted to know where his Grandpa was. Aunt & Grandma were accounted for.

“He’s in his home office.”

“All Dads go to work.”

“”I know, but some Dads work from their house in their office,” I explained to my curious 4-year-old nephew. “And he’s in his around the house clothes – he goes out to work too & wears meeting clothes (side note: “meeting clothes” is the little guy’s term for business attire).” 

Two of his other siblings were conversing upstairs at a different time. 

“I’ll make your bed for a week,” my third grade nephew offered his younger sister in his efforts to show her kindness.

“You don’t need to do that!” replied his considerate & loving sister. 

I was over to help my 1st grade niece advance her reading skills. I opened my mouth to speak but was halted straightaway by my dry raspy throat. Instruction promptly burst forth from the young girl, 27 years my junior, to oust my quandary.

“Cough!”

So I did. And in an instant my rumbly throat was cleared.  

Suddenly – SHAZAM! – I couldn’t help but feel, especially upon hearing her encouraging job-well-done tone that followed, that the tables had turned & now

I was the child & my 6-year-niece had in fact (momentarily) morphed into the adult role:

“There you go!”

The End

By Aunt Amy

10.12.17

 

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“Dunkin’ Grown-ups”

So earlier today while playing, my nephew, 4, & I discussed big kids & little kids.

What does he think of me as? I wondered. So I asked him, curious to hear his reply. (To my young – around his age – nieces & nephews, in their limited life experiences, all they know is that a child, not an adult, lives with their parents. Therefore in their innocent eyes, I am a kid since my Mom, Dad & I share an address.) . . . Although it looks like maybe they’re comin’ around to see me differently.

“What am I?”

It’s funny how kids hear things that sound like something they already know of so that becomes their reality. 

“You’re a donut.” 

♦♦♦ Lost In Translation is Alive & Well: Thanks to the translation from his older sister, I now know that in saying “donut” the little boy actually meant similar-sounding “grown-up.” ♦♦♦

The End

By Aunt Amy

10-19-17

 

 

 

 

 

“The Answer is YES”

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“A spoon in your belly button,” said my sister to her darling daughter of 1 who did just that besides opting to be with her mother in their kitchen. An act of oddity that only a mother could love. “Wow.”

Monday I was blessed to enjoy the day in the company of my older sister & her offspring of 4. How I love spending time with these children in my fabulous family!

“They put people in the trunk & they fix ’em,” she replied upon me asking her what an ambulance does following my astounding 6-year-old niece reading the big word. She got the gist. Then later:

“Does anyone have a King?”

I pretended to misunderstand the girl in our 3-person game of “Go Fish” & responded “I have a cane!” then proceeded to hand her my cane that stood on the floor on my left. Funny, right?

“No, King!” she chided me as she tapped her card firmly with her index finger, not impressed in the least with my lost attempt at laughs. The third participant was her little brother; the youngster turned 4 less than 2 months ago, mind you. He tried his best to answer the question “Do you have a 9?”

“Let me see,” said the baffled boy who wasn’t yet up to speed playing what he refers to as “Goed Fish.” The game does require number knowledge & recognition of Jack, Queen, King & Ace cards. Just give him time.

To his credit, however, my puzzled young nephew maintained a positive attitude in addition to his charming flat-out honesty:

“I don’t know what a 9 is.”

Another point in our day, as my 2 nieces & 2 nephews snacked ’round the white kitchen table before we exited their house to run an errand, the 4-year-old boy popped a question concerning the purpose for my very presence.

“Why ah you heah?”

Then he pretty much answered himself in his own follow-up oh-so-endearing inquiry:

“Because you love us?”

The End

By Aunt Amy

10-9-17

Farewell, Novel

Ninety-eight percent until all the way through to the novel’s completion, in Randy Alcorn’s fictional Edge of Eternity came these share-worthy sayings:

Talking to Nick Seagrave, Jesus tells him, “Each day I grant you is a gift of grace, a window of opportunity. Use it wisely. . . You cannot, must not try to walk the road alone. To walk with me you must walk alongside my people. Find them. Join them. Walk with them.”

And further along in the same conversation our Savior asks: “I was unashamed to die for you. Will you be unashamed to live for me? . . . The gift I extended to you is free but not cheap. It costs you nothing. It cost me everything.”

I resonate with the following quoted piece from our Lord because as I am overflowing with flaws, it truly speaks to me:

“. . . Understanding is not necessary for belief and worship and obedience. It will not be easy for you . . . But one day you’ll understand that a short period of difficulty is a small price to pay for a clearer view of your King.

. . . I listen to you, and I weep with you that you may one day laugh with me . . . You cannot control me . . . But you can learn to trust me, even when events are too big and your mind is too small. Live each day as if it were your last day . . . I promise you difficulty but with it resources and purpose and joy.”

And finally, after main character Nick Seagrave has come to learn that living for Jesus Christ is life’s purpose, he describes the world as “a world of death and darkness but with windows to life and light.”

Also narrates Nick: “I walk between two worlds. I stand on the edge of eternity.

I thank the King for whatever time he’s given me.

Here, in this brief window of opportunity.

Here, in this land of second chances.”