The Magic Grandmother
This book is about trying to make the times you spend with your grandchildren ‘magic’. All the ideas in this book may not work for you. A lot depends on your personality --- mainly your ability to think like a child – to put yourself in their place and remember what used to bring the magic to your childhood. Also the ages and sex of your grandchildren will make a difference in what works and what doesn’t. But what the heck! Give it a try and you might make a few magic moments happen.
Titles
Little Girl Behind the Tree
My House
L.B. Lead the Life
The Story of Rainy Day Smith
Rag Muffin
313 Ferrell Place
Mese
All I Wanted Was to Dance
The Door
Notes
Treasure Chest
Button Box
Charlie Brown Christmas Tree
Autumn Leaf Hunt
Indoor Picnic
Great Christmas Log Hunt
Christmas Shopping for Parents
Christmas Shopping for Poor Children
Books (personalized)
The Robber: A True Story
We walked in the store and started down the toy isle. We looked for a few minutes but Sean could not find the toy he wanted.
Suddenly we heard a woman yell, “Watch out Mom! What out! Don’t let him get away”!
Gram did not know what was happening so she grabbed Sean & pulled.
Pixadilly – Pixadillies Woodland Pixadillies
“Oh, my yes” her Mother Ella would exclaim. “It was quite a day alright. PaPa ______ and I had danced all day on the big oak stump --- with a stop now & then to eat.
3 inches high
can fly
storm – horses mane
Christmas decorations
Dragonflies
Sailboat
Tree hollow & dog
Pixadilly Cowboy Same
Loggers
Hunters
MacDonalds
Old Mac Donalds
Had a fench fi
Want wide train? Gram
Want wide train? Bo
Want wide train? Mommy
Want wide train? Daddy
OK wide train!
Hotel – Car Window – Fench Fi & Coke please!
Unfinished Sean Story
Long Rambling Song – Blow out candles
Play dough – cookie cutters – “There It Is”
Old McDonalds – “There It Is”
Bye, Aunt Be
“Were aah woo” – Where are you?
I’m Not Batman
The Thanksgiving Parade
The Horse Story
Storyteller from perch of large oak tree
Paige
Queen of stables. Small & beautiful. Arrogant & bossy.
Bakka
Show horse. Handsome – nicer than his dam Paige
Bo
The Stallion. Big & brave – watches over herd
313 Ferrell Place
313 Ferrell Place was just one of the unremarkable white two storied houses that lined each side of the steep narrow street. In ‘their day’ these houses had been homes of the ‘well to do’ of the small Texas town. Now, most of them had been turned into boarding houses for students attending the nearby business college. Some of them stood empty. In others, elderly widows held on to the last remnants of their past lives.
As you climbed the concrete stairs leading from the street you could see the porch swings on each end of the veranda that ran the complete width of the house. The windows had no shutters & the house was very much in need of a paint job but Mrs. Scott, who owned & ran the boarding house, was long past caring much about how the property looked. The entry way was a small dark area with doors on all four sides. Entering the front door, there was a parlor to the left, a bedroom (which was always locked) to the right and straight ahead was the large dining room. In the dining room were two long tables each able to seat 12 people and a sideboard along one of the walls, which were covered with a long faded floral wallpaper. In the middle of the ceiling hung an ugly light fixture that when turned on, threw weird shadows across the whole room, thus making it a most unappetizing room in which to eat.
A staircase leading to the second floor was built into one side of the dining room and a door at the back of the room opened into a small kitchen & washroom. The stairway went straight up twenty steps leading to a landing with 6 bedrooms and 1 large dorm-type bathroom built around it.