Maturing to Know my Need
I am privileged to be very involved in the lives of three of my eight grandchildren, My daughter and her husband live in our garage apartment with their 3 children. The oldest is a nine year old granddaughter, I have watched her grow from a restless toddler to a focused almost preteen. Instead of needing to be constantly watched she now can watch her baby sister freeing her mom to make progress on other things. Relating to this thoughtful nine year old is easier than it was dealing with the independent four year old Gracie. I remember my surprise the first time I heard that Grace had gotten eggs out of the fridge and cracked them into a bowl without even the smallest shell staying with the eggs. Her culinary skill of egg cracking was her only admirable talent in the kitchen. As long as she didn't have an audience she would grab the flour to add to the mix. Often she was stopped before any other ingredient could be chosen. I remember strongly suggesting that Grace sho...