生日的承诺（3）（2/2）
《穿过爱的时光》作者：杨柳青 2017-01-24 02:12
the air. Daddy caught him in his baseball glove. It was hard to believe, but the exploding hamster lived to see another day!
Which reminds me... do you recollect the time I blew up the stove while trying to earn my Girl Scout cooking badge? It took a year for my eyebrows and eyelashes to grow back. You slept with me that night and told me that it warn’t my fault. Still, it was a long time before you left me alone in the kitchen.
I never told you this before, but after my baking fiasco, your own dear mother shared with me a secret about the pressure cooker she’d given you as a wedding gift. The first time you used it, you’d set the timer to“high” and your chicken dinner became part of the kitchen light fixture. Grandma told me it took Daddy a week to scrape it off the ceiling. At least I only lost facial hair.
Your mother must not have criticized you, because you never lectured or punished me for all the foolish things I did through the years. You said that everything was a learning experience and that as a child I had an active imagination and marched to my own drummer.
I think I’m still that way, Mom. And that is exactly what I try to focus on when your two granddaughters are yanking my chain. They’re doing fine, but they miss you. Both of them keep a photo of you in their living rooms. The great-grandchildren, all five of them. will never forget their “Nana Virginia.”
Which reminds me... do you recollect the time I blew up the stove while trying to earn my Girl Scout cooking badge? It took a year for my eyebrows and eyelashes to grow back. You slept with me that night and told me that it warn’t my fault. Still, it was a long time before you left me alone in the kitchen.
I never told you this before, but after my baking fiasco, your own dear mother shared with me a secret about the pressure cooker she’d given you as a wedding gift. The first time you used it, you’d set the timer to“high” and your chicken dinner became part of the kitchen light fixture. Grandma told me it took Daddy a week to scrape it off the ceiling. At least I only lost facial hair.
Your mother must not have criticized you, because you never lectured or punished me for all the foolish things I did through the years. You said that everything was a learning experience and that as a child I had an active imagination and marched to my own drummer.
I think I’m still that way, Mom. And that is exactly what I try to focus on when your two granddaughters are yanking my chain. They’re doing fine, but they miss you. Both of them keep a photo of you in their living rooms. The great-grandchildren, all five of them. will never forget their “Nana Virginia.”