"" Three Ladies and a Dad: Wet Kisses and Tomatoes

Monday, June 23, 2008

Wet Kisses and Tomatoes

As a child, I have vague memories of running to my Grandma and Grandpa's house, grabbing some Pringles and a Pepsi, and plopping on my Grandma's lap. And then came the wet kisses...to get some more of those kisses, what I would give.

Macie, like I have mentioned before is spending the summer with my mom. My mom works evenings. Her shift is from 6:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m. and she ever-so-kindly took Macie on for the summer while I work during the day.

Macie, along with Zoa and their cousin Ethan, has always been involved with my parent's. They help plant gardens and when the time is right, Macie is always willing to be the first who reaps the benefits from the plants.

I received an e-mail from my dad a few days ago. In the subject line, it said: To Macie. It showed the above picture and told her they were ready to be picked. Not all of them, but those first few you are most excited to see.

Today, Macie made more memories. Memories that, like her mom, will treasure for years to come.

She picked the fresh tomatoes, washed them off, and tossed them in her mouth. She even came by my office to tell me, which let me know how much she enjoyed the time spent doing just that.

Sorry mom and dad, but you will have to wait for your share of tomatoes. I have a feeling she will be looking out for new tomatoes the rest of the summer.

2 comments:

Whitney @ I'm Lovin This Life said...

Not gonna lie.. that brings tears to my eyes! I remember those good ole' days. Like you said.. What I would give!

Kirstin said...

That is sweet! I have amazing memories of my grandma and she's still alive and my daughters have been blessed to be able to make memories with her as well. Though she lives in Florida and we don't get to see her often.

They also make fun memories with my husbands mom and dad, but especially his mom.

My mom passed away 5 years ago and I miss the opportunities for them to make memories with her. My oldest was 7 at the time and my youngest was 4. So they have some memories.

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