Morris Family

These are all my pics. Wendy hasn't given me her's yet. The ideas are all hers, though.

A couple of them are backlit really badly, but they were too cute to delete.

This one is Dad's

Our Birthday Boys

We have two grandsons born 3 weeks apart.

They are celebrating their sixth birthday this month.

 Mario Cake

Some more faces that make me happy

Papa got in here by accident. I did not have a picture of just me and Joel. (it was a very busy time and pre-scrapbooking) Then when I got these printed, I didn't edit very well and E's face got cropped off. I am getting it reprinted with his face this time. Next time I see Joel, I will do something about us.

Happy Birthday

 to my dear husband and my dear first born daughter.

 You are a special blessing to our family

and you are loved.

I don't think this is going to be a big surprise

#1 grandson  2/27/1998

#2    grandson       8/15/1990

#3   grandson   5/1/1992 

As I told you last week, I am out of pictures and  I have a new project that required finding pictures of me and each of my grandchildren so I thought you might like to see them. I have reached the point when I can no longer recite their birthdays so I hope I have them right. I do have a list, but some of these children have told me I have them mixed up with their brother.
I don't think they really mind, though, as long as they get their gift.
Some of these children make more money than me. I was thinking of a new family tradition: when you make more money than Granny, you start sending her a gift on your birthday.

#4    granddaughter         1/4/ 1994

#5    grandson          12/4/1997

#6    grandson         12/11/2000

#7     granddaughter  5/19/2003

#8      grandson 10/1/2005

#9     grandson         10/27/2005

#10    grandson      3/27/2007

#11      grandson   3/23/2009

#12      grandson     5/3/2011

My new project is called : "Things I think about" or "Things I want to tell you". Because my daughters have a few things on their mind, (see the aforementioned children) I can never tell them anything important that I need them to remember. They just look at me and say, "Mom, you don't honestly believe I am going to remember that, do you?" Well, yes, I do. So, I'm taking no chances and writing it down with a picture.
I got "proof of coverage" letters  from my health insurance company in the mail the other day and I was explaining to these children's grandfather what he would need to do when we no longer had our present insurance and started Medicare coverage. He said, "You don't honestly believe I am going to remember this, do you?"

Granny School

 B has been visiting me for a couple of hours when I am off work while his big brothers have school. It's nice to have one on one time with them... and also easier to get some photos! On this day, we worked on separating colors.

 He likes the ABC song. I put a bunch of songs on my MP3 player, but he only wanted ABC so I put 26 versions on there. Some of them he likes better than others. This is the primary reason he likes to come to Granny's house.
One day, we went shopping and took the ABC song with us. It was "old people shopping" day at Walmart and they were very interested in his little machine.
One lady saw his ear bud and asked me, "what is at the other end of that?" (Papa said she might have thought it was a hearing aide) Several asked me, " how old is he?", and just shook their heads.

 After a few minutes, he could slam the puzzle together in seconds. He has a specific order for each piece placement.

 He likes to walk around the house and look at my family pictures and name everyone. He knows all his cousins, aunts,and uncles. He recognizes them even in pictures taken long before he or his brothers were born.
He likes to look at scrapbooks, too. (if you want to be Granny's favorite, that's all it takes) He is naming all the family members from our reunion last fall here.

Sometimes we look at the alphabet when we listen to the ABC song. These letters are from one of my many versions of scrabble.

We also read books. This is one of his favorite. (mine, too) I had this book when I was a kid. We shake our fingers, say tzzz, throw down our hats and stomp our feet with the cap salesman. I get our stuffed monkey out and wear a silly cap. I'm not sure what "tzzz" means. This book was translated from Swedish and I guess the translator didn't know, either.








 He also likes to play with my spool nativity set that Aunt Jenny made me and read a Christmas story book.

 I love to play games, but when everyone is here, it is hard, so I had the idea to have the big brothers over one at a time to play Scrabble with me. It is my favorite game, but I have never had anyone in my whole life who liked to play with me. The first thing I did when I got my phone was download it so now I always have someone to play with me. I don't like Phone's dictionary.
This one does not look like he likes to play with me, either. (He really does like playing the game....but not having his picture taken.)

This one came over to play Scrabble, too, but he had an agenda. He knew he had to play, but his real goal was to watch TV...a favorite activity at Granny's house that is limited at home. He did play, though... almost as long as his brother.

His real objective, though was to watch Yogi.

While he watched Yogi, I colored his homework. This is his handwriting practice paper. He writes one scripture for a week, then he can choose someone and gives it to them. Last week he chose his pastor and he was thrilled to get a thank you letter in the mail in return.

When the new central air was being installed, they came over with their real teacher and had school at my kitchen table. She confessed to me that she bribes them to do their work. (I hope that wasn't a secret) I am a big believer in bribes. My mother bribed me, I bribed my kids and I still bribe myself.

Is it OK to just goof off sometimes?

Things have been very slow at work and I have had some extra time off this month. I have not been very productive but I have had fun. I have been working on scrapbooks and now I'm caught up and out of anything to scrapbook. I reorganized my "leftovers" and found some old favorite pictures. This is Jenny not scrapbooking because that was not a word then.
My husband keeps asking me, "When are you going to work?" I'm not sure what he really wants to know. 

Here she is with my other "old" hobby, sewing. My mother- in- law gave me this sewing machine when we got married. She had a new one. I made a lot of clothes for all of us and Jenny made her wedding dress on it. I still have the cabinet. One of my girls said to me once, "Mama, all you ever do is sew and read, sew and read." (anyone want to confess who said that? I wasn't sure what you were trying to say.) Check comments for an explanation. I'm sure someone will have one.

Here is Wendy and her poodle skirt I made. I just ordered one for Z. It's really not cost effective to sew any more. Patterns and fabric prices have gone way up and it is rare to be able to sew something for less than it would cost to buy it.

 Ok, I didn't make this, but isn't she cute? Her shirt says, "I'm going to be president, just as soon as I'm allowed to cross the street." I wonder if Sarah or Michelle had one of those shirts? Awww..look, there's our favorite cat, Pepper, over there

It makes me happy to walk by my table and see happy memories displayed. I took a picture of the latest one because I am about to change it. This one began with finding that plate at Salvation Army. I couldn't leave it there. The summer after high school my 2 best friends and I worked at Glorieta Baptist Assembly and it was a very happy time. I got out my pictures taken with my mother's Brownie and scanned them and made a collage. The tiny little black bible is one I bought while I was there and 2 years later gave it to my boyfriend for Christmas. (That would be Basil Frasure.)

OK, this is getting kind of mean,but here is said boyfriend. (Before I knew him) This is the only picture I have of him where he is not especially gorgeous. He doesn't read my blog so he will never know.

 We went by there and had lunch a few years ago and everything was a little different, but much the same, too.

The entrance with the flags was new and they had a new auditorium. Texas Hall where I worked was the same. Our dorm was the same, too, and I could see through the window our tiny room with 4 bunk beds.

We are at the bus station in Ft. Worth about to leave for the 18 hour trip to Glorieta. Me, Charlsie and Lucy.

We were all together in that tiny little room with Catholine McGhee from  Magnolia, Arkansas. She became a wonderful friend and we all loved her. I wish we were still in contact. I only know her maiden name. I wonder if she's on facebook!

Mr. and Mrs. Barton were my bosses at Texas Hall. They were very nice, too. We could have babysitting jobs at night for extra money when the guests asked us. We cleaned every day, but the big work day was on Wednesday when the conferences ended. Every other day was very easy.

I love all the flowers.

Recognize this? There was one of the eastern hemisphere, too. Missionary flowers!

 I could use some of that cool Sangre de Cristo Mountain air about now.  Jesus Regino, who is repairing our roof today, told me we had 8 more days of this over 100 degree Texas summer.

My 18 year old self. I loved to be non productive then, too. Things really don't change much, do they?