A More Innocent Time

 Carol mentioned in her first post that she hoped stories about grandchildren would be shared.  I have stories written by my grandchildren to share. I found the stories as I was going through some papers.  Jacob and Mya wrote them for me when I was babysitting them. The date was February 2, 2016. It was a Tuesday. Mya was six years old. Jacob was ten.  Jacob illustrated his story. He had excellent hand writing. The name of his story was Late For the Eye Doctor. It told about a sky diver named Tom who was late for an eye appointment.  🙀😩. Tom finally sees the optometrist, but it is nighttime when he does.

Mya’s story is The Mystery of  the Ice Cream Cone. She dictated it to me.

Angel wants an ice cream cone. She went to Braums. She got 3 scoops of ice cream in her cone. After Angel took a lick of her ice cream, the ice cream cone came alive.  The ice cream caused trouble!  It splattered ice cream everywhere!  Angel called the police. 👮‍♂️ The policeman said 

“Just eat the ice cream!”

The End

It is nice to look back to a more innocent time.  We had challenges in 1916, but this is a much more complicated time.  Everything seems more tense now.  Hopefully times will get better.  We have some very sweet children in our family.  They, and all the children, deserve to feel hopeful.