“Older” Little Sister

Last weekend, my husband and I delighted in having our newborn twin’s older ‘little’ sister for the night.  Early the next morning we opened wooden window blinds to discover twenty turkeys loitering across golden frozen tips of our once green grass.  I had never seen so many together in the whole of my life!

With pudgy fingers our petite 14 month old grand-daughter pointed with excitement to squeal, “Puppies!”  Sitting down in front of the window, her hands flat on cool tile, we felt swooshes of warm furnace air blowing up through a metal grate in the floor.  From her seat, she could see her “puppies” out the clear of window glass.   It was there that we taught her new words.  “Turkey” followed by, “Gobble-Gobble.”  So proud she was, trying to repeat them over and over again in her little baby voice.  “Gogble…gog-gle,” she said, with smiles so pink and wide.

Later, we took our little grand-daughter to The Magic House, a famous St. Louis children’s museum.  Truly, it is a magic house of sorts.  Victorian in design with three stories high plus an attic, the restored and redesigned home allows children to unleash hidden imaginations in never seen spaces of wonder and amazement.

Everything at The Magic House is hands-on with areas designated for age appropriateness.  When the three of us sat on primary colored seats of a bench of iron to take a simple rest, suddenly music sang loud and grande.   “Come, sit on me,” they seemed to say  “Let’s Play!”  As in musical chairs!  The three of us strummed strings of a giant harp shaped round with the head of a long wooden pin and afterwards, made brass bells ring while watching balls trip down the steps of a miniature ladder.  Oh, to see her face light up at the sounds of music she had never heard before!

Wandering towards another area, we followed the flow of a magical river seen clearly below our feet.  Yellow, red and green fish swam by through pebbles of speckled colors. Soon it met a beautiful pond of blue where Grandpa helped tiny hands grip a children’s wooden fishing pole.  Before you could say 1-2-3, a fish of blue rubber, all slippery and wet dangled from the end of a cream-colored string.  Smiles of delight….such a sight!

Next, we pretended to have lunch in a ‘fine’ make-believe restaurant where our own Sweetie Pie baked and served several slices of pepperoni pizza.  Then it was off to the grocery store for a quick shopping trip where our little one had her own basket to check-out all of her purchases.  A carton of chocolate milk or a pound of creamy butter?  A dozen of range-free eggs or yellow petals in a pot of green for Mommy?  Finally, she decided to buy everything, plopping down a wad of weathered bills.

Climbing flights of stairs to the third floor attic, we cuddled in the children’s library before going off to tumble down shiny silver slides or jump feet first into piles of plastic colored balls.  Turn your head, come down fast, take a dip, and jump so quick!  So much to do, so little time.

Long before all was seen and done, eyes of a toddler began to droop.  Lashes lingered while jackets were donned to brave the cold.  Arriving home, I changed my grand-daughter’s diaper before snuggling her in a rocking chair, warm with a fuzzy blanket of red.  Within seconds, she was sound asleep.  A terrific day for everyone with a wonderful opportunity to make an older ‘little’ sister feel extra special.

Still a baby yet herself, she needs that after all.


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40 thoughts on ““Older” Little Sister

  1. Your grand-daughter is very cute and I can see that she had a great time 🙂 God bless!

    It’s such a special feeling when infants (and toddlers) learn ‘words’ and they immerse themselves in the worlds of their words — their keenness and curiosity ever on auto-mode. All of us were infants and toddlers at some points of ours lives, but as we grow older we are conditioned along the way, and along the way we lose our keenness and curiosity (to a large extent). In spirituality they say we should always remain children so we keep the innocence and unbiasedness intact: the world may then thrive and survive on peace, nobody will hurt nobody, and each may have plenty to remain happy. But sadly that’s not the case.

    Posts like yours, Kim, show so beautifully what we want and what we should respect and encourage. Thanks for all the simplicities of life. We need it.

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    • Thanks so much, Mahesh. Your words help to reaffirm one of my favorite subjects to write about, children. Their innocence, the love they have together with their total trust in the world around them fuels my inspiration.

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    • My apology in delaying my “Thank You,” Sally. I’ve been so sick with the flu and am just now getting out of bed! Much appreciation for the Reblog of my post. Again, please forgive my delay. Blessings to you.


  2. Hi Kim,
    What a wonderful day. I read your story from the perspective of the exhausted parents of the newborn twins who must have been relieved that such loving grandparents could take No. 1 out for a day of uninterrupted fun, cuddles and attention. I always appreciated it and my kids have a very close and special bond with my Mum and Geoff’s much older sister who has pretty much been Grandma as well. I was going through my photos around Christmas and looking for a particular shot for my blog when I revisited a the day when Mum and the kids and I went into the heart of Sydney to see the Christmas windows at department store, David Jones. Our daughter was in a stroller and almost 2 and Mister was almost 4 and he was a big handful. Very very active and when I look at the photos, there’s my Mm with a splint on her wrist and I had not long been diagnosed and treated for the muscle disease. If you’d told me that we’d made this trip at that point in time, I wouldn’t have believed it was possible. We had a great day looking at the windows although Miss refused to go anywhere near Santa and screaming and had a complete aversion to him. That year the theme of the windows was the nutcracker suite. Adults and children a like love these windows and Santa’s cave inside the store is even more amazing.
    Well, enjoy your time over there. I always say that being a grandparent is why we have kids, although now mine are a bit older, I am enjoying them a lot more. Anyway, the sun has set and I’m wanting to down this cup of tea and go for a walk along the waterfront. You’d be proud of me hobbling along down there among the mud and crabs with the boot on my foot. Carpe diem! xx Rowena


  3. Kim, how nice to start yet another blogging year from toddlers’ worldview of all the love and wonderment surrounding them in the form of grandma & pa, turkeys and magic house…I am reliving my own childhood through these descriptions of yours. May I cover your grand daughter and you in a cyber hug… Best wishes….Raj.


  4. Good Morning my friend, it is Monday and the beginning of a brand new week. Just stopped by to wish you a joyful, peaceful and blessed week as you walk into your Divine Destiny living FREE from the restraints of the world and doing the will of the Lord. Thank you for continuing to follow our ministry and bless my soul with your presence and knowing that I can come into your presence and always find refreshing words of wisdom and comfort. Enjoy your week in Jesus name…


  5. Awww Kim… How sweet she is… you all looked to have been having so much Fun… and its great to have sleep over’s… Our 4 yr old is due tonight 🙂 And I just love Imagination… its so much better than to create… Have a wonderful week dear Kim… Love and Blessings to you ALL.. ❤


  6. This is such wonderful invitation and creative time – This is such wonderful and beautiful post – Enjoyable story details – Stay a healthy grandmother and enjoy every moment!


    • My heartfelt appreciation to you for such a complimenting comment. Sure am hoping to stay ‘healthy’ in order to enjoy all of my wonderful grand-babies. Many, many years in the future yet to be! Love and Blessings.


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