November 20, 2010

Perfect Grandparents..

Last night, Katiebug and I went to her nanee and papa's house in Atkins and spent the night with them, her sister, Claire, and her 4 year-old cousin, Lily.. I had so much fun! Nanee was decorating for Christmas and all I could think about was going to spend the night at my Grandma and Grandpa Jones' house when I was little. It was always a big deal because they lived pretty far away until I was 12. My grandpa snored so loud that they slept in separate rooms, but I always loved to curl up in my grandma's huge bed and watch the Fox and the Hound or Snow White until we fell asleep. One of my very favorite memories is of my cousin Hannah, Jami, and I making a pallet in the floor of their living room and sleeping there with both my grandma and my grandpa, or at least until we made him go to sleep because he was so loud! I remember Christmases and my first fishing trip with him, and then I remember when he passed away when I was 7. It has been 12 years this week and that just seems crazy. That I'm old enough for it to have been that long, and that I still remember so much more about him than even I thought.
My sweet Gram & Grandpa Jones
My dad's parents always lived pretty close to us when we were in Jonesboro, but we didn't see them a lot. I remember dancing with my granny when we went to visit once, and then laughing till we cried, because she called my dad a goober and I was sure it was the funniest thing I'd ever heard. We didn't ever get to spend a lot of time with them when she was still around, but I remember her having the sweetest spirit and always working so hard to do whatever Grandpa Wehunt needed done. When I was a senior, Grandpa moved in and I got to really be around him for the first time. He only lived with us for three months, but I loved coming home to him watching the news or whatever. He would always ask me how I was and if I said "Good!", he would remind me of the verse that says no one is good. He really was as close to perfect as anyone I've ever met, probably because he loved the Lord with his entire life. I'm so thankful for the grandparents I was so blessed to have for even a short time, and the Gram and Bill I still do. They made everything so much more fun growing up. My grandma is still one of my favorite people in the world. Thank Jesus for the sweet grandparents you have or have had in your life, yours or someone else's, and, of course, for grace. Love Love Love. 

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November 20, 2010

Perfect Grandparents..

Last night, Katiebug and I went to her nanee and papa's house in Atkins and spent the night with them, her sister, Claire, and her 4 year-old cousin, Lily.. I had so much fun! Nanee was decorating for Christmas and all I could think about was going to spend the night at my Grandma and Grandpa Jones' house when I was little. It was always a big deal because they lived pretty far away until I was 12. My grandpa snored so loud that they slept in separate rooms, but I always loved to curl up in my grandma's huge bed and watch the Fox and the Hound or Snow White until we fell asleep. One of my very favorite memories is of my cousin Hannah, Jami, and I making a pallet in the floor of their living room and sleeping there with both my grandma and my grandpa, or at least until we made him go to sleep because he was so loud! I remember Christmases and my first fishing trip with him, and then I remember when he passed away when I was 7. It has been 12 years this week and that just seems crazy. That I'm old enough for it to have been that long, and that I still remember so much more about him than even I thought.
My sweet Gram & Grandpa Jones
My dad's parents always lived pretty close to us when we were in Jonesboro, but we didn't see them a lot. I remember dancing with my granny when we went to visit once, and then laughing till we cried, because she called my dad a goober and I was sure it was the funniest thing I'd ever heard. We didn't ever get to spend a lot of time with them when she was still around, but I remember her having the sweetest spirit and always working so hard to do whatever Grandpa Wehunt needed done. When I was a senior, Grandpa moved in and I got to really be around him for the first time. He only lived with us for three months, but I loved coming home to him watching the news or whatever. He would always ask me how I was and if I said "Good!", he would remind me of the verse that says no one is good. He really was as close to perfect as anyone I've ever met, probably because he loved the Lord with his entire life. I'm so thankful for the grandparents I was so blessed to have for even a short time, and the Gram and Bill I still do. They made everything so much more fun growing up. My grandma is still one of my favorite people in the world. Thank Jesus for the sweet grandparents you have or have had in your life, yours or someone else's, and, of course, for grace. Love Love Love. 

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