KimmieG in DC

Conversations With The G...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 22:33:00 +0000

Grammy helps us out by taking G to ballet every week. They have some wonderful conversations in the car.

G: "Grammy...is Momma going to look like you when she gets old?"

Grammy: "G, what do you mean?"

G: "Is Momma's hair going to stick up on her head like yours when she gets old?"

My mother has a very cute and spikey hairdo, but I don't think it'll ever be for me. Love my G!

Conversations With The G....

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 22:29:00 +0000

G: "Grammy, do you see the cradles in the moon?"

Grammy: "G, are you sure cradles is what they are called?"

G: "YES Grammy...their CRADLES! I know I'm right because I learned it in school."

The Joking G...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Tue, 19 Jul 2011 01:56:00 +0000

A Beautiful Day!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sun, 17 Apr 2011 23:05:00 +0000

It has been absolutely gorgeous today! Sunny, breezy, TV off, house open and fresh air abounds. I am listening to G play with her friend girls outside. What a wonderful sound of laughter and giggles!

I love that G would rather be outside than in the house in front of a TV or playing video games. It's easy not to play video games when you don't own a Wii, Xbox, Play Station or whatever else is out there. I am grateful Rick and G do not care to have one.

Maddy, the Beagle, and I played outside with them for a little while, and now Maddy is snoozing. It's been a great day, and I am content for many reasons. God is good! :~)

Sweet Friends....

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 00:32:00 +0000

LOVE these two little girls even though one of them is not officially mine! I still claim her. :~) Big G and Little G had a "picnic" outside today. The G's are enjoying the longer days and the "warmer" weather.

Conversations With The G...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 01:16:00 +0000

Georgia fell asleep in the car from school to Grammy's house today. I told G she must have been tired. G replied, "I'm not tired. My eyes just wanted to close, Momma." :~)

Shop Girl!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sat, 19 Mar 2011 23:06:00 +0000

G's ready to run errands and do a little shopping. :~)

Upwards!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 04:43:00 +0000

This was G's first year to participate in Upwards. It was a good experience for her to play actual games. G has taken fundamental basketball classes through the county. She was so upset basketball was over! I am glad G enjoys it, and while she does we will continue to let her play. G starts an instructional basketball league with the county in mid-April. :~)

Valentine's Day...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Tue, 15 Feb 2011 04:37:00 +0000

G's Valentine's Day gift.

A little chocolate to go along with some good reading.

G made a Valentine's Card for me.

A sweet note from a sweet girl.

G made this Valentine's Card for both parents at school.

January 2011 Snow...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sat, 29 Jan 2011 02:29:00 +0000

This was the only significant snow we had for the winter.

Christmas 2010

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Wed, 29 Dec 2010 00:58:00 +0000

Christmas 2010 at the Garner House.

We always have a real tree, but opted for an artificial one this year. Love it!! The Santa on top of the armoire use to be my grandmother's. She put it on her coffee table every Christmas.

G's goodies from Santa. She also received a scooter, which is not in this picture. G fell in love with "Yes, Virginia" from the Macy's Day Parade.

G left pictures for Santa.

Christmas morning coming down to see what Santa left her.

Notice G's posse on the ottoman.

Reading her note from Santa.

Checking out the stocking.

Reading her "Yes, Virginia" book.

Aunt E trying on the tutu.

Poppy showing off his University of Kentucky cufflinks.

Grammy showing off her china.

Aunt E's pottery bowl. I am so pleased she likes it.

She's a hard girl to buy gifts for.

More Christmas 2010

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sun, 26 Dec 2010 23:07:00 +0000

Christmas at Poppy and Grammy's house.

Sweet little Christmas Elf.

Aunt E plays Elf too.

Pete and repeat. These two are soooo much alike.

Poppy needs a new video camera.

The aftermath.

First Baptist School Christmas Program...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Thu, 23 Dec 2010 02:11:00 +0000

1st Baptist Church Christmas Program

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Wed, 22 Dec 2010 01:59:00 +0000

Lego Birthday Party...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Tue, 07 Dec 2010 03:14:00 +0000

A school friend of G's had a birthday party at the Lego Store and pizza at Remono's in the mall. At Remono's there were two ladies painting the kids' faces. G had a blast!!

NYC Ice Krame!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sun, 05 Dec 2010 19:48:00 +0000

In October, Grammy, G and I went to New York to see Aunt E's new apartment and to help her shop for furniture. Near the end of the day, we were soooo tired from running around on the Upper West Side! Grammy and Aunt E ran into one last store while I entertained the G on the street with some Dora ice krame (How G says ice cream!). Sorry Apple store for the ice cream prints we left on your windows.

Sunday Shool Girl...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sat, 04 Dec 2010 00:34:00 +0000

One Sunday in November, we went to Mid-Atlantic Seafood & Produce for lunch. G hung out with Poppy to pick up our lunch. She loves her pink lemonade!!

Train Ride to NYC!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Thu, 02 Dec 2010 02:23:00 +0000

The Wednesday before Thanksgiving we took the train to NYC. I sat with Poppy, Rick sat with G, and Grammy....

Yep, the lady next to Grammy took her shoes off and propped her feet on the seat in front of her on a crowded Amtrak train. Sooooo NASTY and RUDE!!

Conquering Her Fear!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Mon, 29 Nov 2010 01:59:00 +0000

Georgia did it! My courageous six year old conquered one of her fears. G sat next to Santa to tell him what she wants for Christmas. She has refused to do this or even look at Santa for the last four years. After seeing Santa in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade, G decided she needed to go see the man in red.

On Friday, November 26th, we went to Macy's on 34th street in New York City to see Santa. As we took the escalators up to the 8th floor to find the jolly old man, G's nerves of steel began to crumble. She kept telling me she wasn't sure she wanted to do this. I told her let's just go see him. You don't have to speak, you can just wave at him. She agreed, and we continued to make our way up.

Have you ever been to see Santa at Macy's in New York City? Santaland/North Pole is incredible! I do think if we had gone to see any other Santa, she would not have done it. As soon as we got into line, there were elves to greet us and to talk to G. This distracted her and calmed her nerves. The elves direct you though the path/line to Santa. The path begins with a train ride to Santaland. Then you go along a beautifully decorated path to see Santa.

As we got to Santa, G made me go in first. She very hesitantly followed and stood in front of Santa. He was so good. Santa talked to her and before you knew it, she was sitting next to him talking about what she wanted for Christmas. I am so proud of my little girl. I actually saw her grow and mature before my very eyes in that moment.

G told me later if she can get over her fear of Santa, she can get over her fear of thunder, lightening, and the Maryland turtle. She also said she only wants to see the Macy's Santa from now on. :~)

Never Forget...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sun, 28 Nov 2010 03:10:00 +0000

If you don't live in the Big Apple, you've probably already forgotten the affects of September 11th. New Yorkers....they will NEVER forget. You probably remember where you were when it happened, but you were more than likely not in New York. It was different there that day.

In talking to the door man at our hotel, it affected his family. His wife worked on the 6th floor that day. She easily ran out of the tower she was working in and made it safely home. His uncle worked on the 86th floor of one of the towers. He walked all the way down after his tower was struck by the plane. He doesn't talk about what he saw that day. He also refuses to come back into the city, watch the news, or read the newspaper.

Did 9-11 affect you that way? Probably not. It did for New Yorkers. It was more than just watching it on TV. It was a living hell, and they will NEVER Forget!

Conversations With The G...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Tue, 23 Nov 2010 11:59:00 +0000

This morning G got up before I left the house so I fixed breakfast for her. Oatmeal...just like Aunt E fixes it. G was helping me in the kitchen. Here's our conversation:

G: "Mom, where are all the witches?"

Me: "What, G?"

G: "Witches...Where are they? One is missing. Is the witches in the dishwasher?"

Me: "G, we don't have witches."

G: "Yes we do. See right here mom...it says Witches."

Me: "Honey, that says Welch's."

We have four little glasses with the Peanut's Gang on them that where once filled with grape jelly. I got them a long time ago because I like the Peanut's Gang, and I thought any future child of mine would too. ;~)

My Taxi Ride!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Tue, 23 Nov 2010 02:03:00 +0000

Aunt E bought G the book "My Taxi Ride" in honor of where she lives, New York City. We have the best time reading it. G and I read it tonight in honor of our Thanksgiving trip to NYC this week. The illustrations are also good. I couldn't decide whether to post a picture of the book or an excerpt from it ....so here's both.

Hail taxi! Hey Taxi! Ho taxi! Yo taxi!

Where to, Miss? Where to, Mister?

Where to, Brother? Where to, Sister?

All around our New York town!

A bus is fine, but it sticks to a line.

That's okay if you've got the time.

A train is a treat, but it's stuck on a track.

That's a drag if you're late to get back.

A car is quick but you've got to park it.

A bike is cool but you've got to lock it.

In a rush? No time to spare?

Hail a cab to take you there.

To the store or to the theater,

Just keep one eye on the meter.

As long as you have got the fare,

New York cabs go anywhere!

Anywhere you need to be -

Directly from point A to B.

Is a taxi red or green?

Not in this Big Apple scene.

A yellow cab is easy to see,

Buzzin' around like a bumblebee.

Now you know that you can spot one,

Next step is to try to stop one!

It's a breeze. Nothin' to it.

Find a curb. Here's how to do it.

Raise you arm and point your finger.

Belt it out like an opera singer.

Hail taxi! Hey taxi!

Ho taxi! Yo taxi! WHOA TAXI!

That cab wasn't being snooty.

Read the letters, it's OFF DUTY.

Don't despair. Here comes another.

(More than 12,000 all together!)

Step on up and don't be shy.

Shout to the rooftops. Shout to the sky:

Hail taxi! Hey taxi!

Ho taxi! Yo taxi! HELLO TAXI!

Get on in. Scoot on over.

Seat belts on. Time to motor!

Three in the back and one in the front,

Driver at the wheel and bags in the trunk.

Where to, Miss? Where to, Mister?

Where to, Brother? Where to, Sister?

- Paul Dubois Jacobs and
Jennifer Swender

Conversations With The G...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 18:54:00 +0000

Friends are coming over for dinner who have two boys. I told G little boys don't want to play girl games so you need to be flexible. A foreign word for my strong-willed choleric. G looked at me funny, and I went on to explain that the boys will probably not want to play with Barbies or stuffed animals. G said, "But mommy, I have boy stuffed animals!"

Rapunzel...

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Sat, 23 Oct 2010 18:54:00 +0000

G's class went to the pumpkin patch and then decorated their pumpkins with items from home. The class named G's pumpkin Rapunzel because of her beautiful, long, red hair.

Rapunzel's beautiful red hair is raffia.

Rapunzel has buttons for her eyes, nose, and

dimples, stickers, and candy corn for her mouth.
G said her pumpkin had to have dimples like her.

Every girl needs earrings.

Princess Maddy!

noreply@blogger.com (KimmieG) — Wed, 13 Oct 2010 01:34:00 +0000

Last month G decided to dress up the cat, Princess Allie. Well, she couldn't leave out Princess Maddy, the Beagle. Doesn't she look thrilled!