Just wanted to thank my family for giving me such neat birthday gifts this year. They are such thoughtful gift-givers and always seem to know just what I will like, even my grandchildren! For instance, Jeremiah picked out a "book" that is really a box (two of my favorite things), and Carli got me a wall plaque with the cutest poem about grandmas ever:
Grandma has ears that truly listen,
Arms that always hold,
Love that's never ending,
And a heart that's made of gold.
I'm glad she thinks that is true of me, and I hope I can live up to it!
My mom painstakingly crocheted the colorful washcloths I enjoy so much, an especially meaningful gift because the arthritis in her fingers makes that task so difficult. Talk about a gift of love! She also thought to get me a fold-up footstool for my kitchen so I can reach the high cupboards, a mat to protect my stainless steel sink, and a chopping knife so that people who use my kitchen don't feel quite so tortured. (Hopefully I don't cut myself to smithereens with it...I am infamous for my dull knives!)
The family plaque, of course, is right up my alley, too. And I love a cute birdhouse.
Thanks again, everyone. I feel well-loved and then some!
PS. I am hosting the book club at Bakow Book Babble this week. You might want to check it out and join us!