Sometimes I cry a Little ....

Last night Mike and I heated up some chicken that I referred to as 'bat wings'. The "littles" came upstairs and we invited them to eat some, warning that they were bat wings.

Together Sierra, Izzy and I ate bat wings (Mike cut them up for them). I helped Sierra with her spelling and reading homework.

I asked Sierra, "Why are you crying?" as we were doing homework.
Her answer: "Sometimes I just cry a little when I'm happy." Love it! It was a special moment for me to wipe that sweet tear from her right eye.

We later picked pumpkins from our pumpkin patch. (Autumn didn't want to get her nice shoes dirty so she went back in the house to make a bag of 'ice cream' with a few ingredients she borrowed.

Being a grandma can be rewarding.