In the sweetest little boy voice he says “heavens to betsies“. I do not recall the context but it makes me smile each time he says it. Interestingly enough he’s used this phrase several times but I have no idea where he picked it up. His big sister’s favourite right now is “that’s so weird” when something seems off or mystifying.
It seems like a thousand years ago when the little blond girl on the campground trail looked up and said “Look Mommy, the moon is half grown”. About the same era the eldest, in all seriousness, stated “those were the best mashed potatoes ever, you should get the recipe” to my plate of hospital food. The full story for the context of my septic shock can be read within the Cautionary Tale. It’s amazing I remember him saying that as portions of that time are so vague due to illness. Guess I was on the mend by then.
But back to the subject at hand. Memories and the precious little ones in our life. My smart cousin, featured in the tale above, has written down cute sayings from her grandchildren. One is now a university football coach and the other, hopefully, on his way to being a pro footballer. But she’s tucked those sweet thoughts away to reexamine on occasion.
I’ve used the tag memories a total of 59 times! I think, if memory serves me correct, that the post that stands out in my mind is the the pixel of time. Where really the little things are the big things and one remembers the joy, energy and connection of those they love (or like a lot). For us a few days ago it was a post supper prairie walk that was the icing on the cake. Their little savings the gravy on top that I should write down to record for both them and myself. Like their height chart on the wall at Auntie’s these words mark their personalities.
I suspect I will not improve about finding pen and paper and things will flit in and out of the attic memory storage banks randomly. But, even without the words, those feelings of love and joy will never fade. Their youthfulness and questioning nature’s give me hope for their future.
Bernie
Equipoise Life 
LOVE :heavens to betsies…”
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I remember hearing lots of stories of funny things my oldest brother said… then fewer “gems” from my second oldest brother. By the time I came along, I guess my parents had heard just about everything. Oh well, being the youngest and only girl had other perks 🙂
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I am the fourth child Janis — my baby book has my name and a lock of hair in it. That’s it — nothing else. There are a few cute stories about me. In my parent’s defence my brother is 15 months older than me and they were building a house at the same time! Ah to have been the only girl. I was one of three — my brother got the perks as the only boy. Sorry for the late response — this was in the spam file? WP strikes again… Bernie
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Youthful and questioning! Yes, that’s what this world needs now. I like the first photo, colorful and joyful.
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That photo. High spirits indeed! Bonus that the wide open spaces encourages big play and they never fight out there. How to hold onto that questioning status quo and see ways to make changes?? That’s the question isn’t it. Glad to hear from you, hope all is well with that reno. Bernie
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We have also written down the cute things our kids said growing up. Now, if we could only find the place where we put the list. My Dad would often use Heavens to Betsy when he was surprised or frustrated. Hope all is well is Bernie. Allan
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Allan, I never even thought to write a list with our kids. Too busy working and raising them i guess so kudos that you did it. Pieces of paper cam be illusive! Heavens to Betsy I’ve heard but his betsies is a cute variation. Thanks for reading and commenting. Things are good here just super busy right now with yard work and construction stuff so I am ” behind” in fun things like reading blogs! Take care. Bernie
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