Monday Morning Memories…

Dear Reader:

I am home. There were some unexpected twists and turns over the weekend…mostly dealing with little Jake…will catch you up tomorrow….just so glad I was there and could help out.

These days when I am called in to assist…I don’t think of my role in terms of being Grandmother Boo or babysitting…but in the role of Memory Maker. These opportunities to play with the children and help them get from A to B and back provide the memories that the grandchildren will look back on…I hope…fondly.

I am certainly happy to be home…back in my own bed…in my quiet house but on the flip side I will miss the time we had together…my favorite memories centering around bedtime stories.

It is Nancy Drew books now with Eva Cate and Jake loves funny, crazy books with funny messages. Our two favorites this time were:

I got Eva Cate to help me read these books at night to Jake…I would read the left page and Eva Cate the right- this met the requirement for her ten minutes read aloud-(“two birds with one stone”)…her reading is continuing to improve but the thing I am proudest of…is her ability to read vivaciously …more like a role in a play…acting out the characters. She is definitely a ‘drama queen.”

Isn’t  it strange how quickly we can adjust to a new routine in life…to the point that when we get home…suddenly the house seems larger and quieter than we remember. It takes me a few days to adjust being back home.

Except…I now have my memories. Today I plan to take a long nap, sort through my pictures smiling at the photos and remember we will all be together this weekend for Jake and Boo’s birthday weekend. Life is filled with joy and memories.

So until tomorrow…Don’t forget to become a memory-maker…it is our portal to immortality in the next generation’s memories.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the pooh

Below is a photo that should be labeled “The calm before the storm.” All smiles and the opportunity to ride the bus home on Friday…little did any of us know what lay ahead for the weekend…stay tuned tomorrow.

Mollie sent this adorable picture…she took Eloise to a “smoothie bar” after dropping the boys off at school one day last week…she thought it would be a special girl time. Mollie bought a large smoothie for her and Eloise to share…but the vise Eloise put on the cup implied implicitly she this was her smoothie…mom better go get another one….the message was in the eyes.

Clemson and Auburn tigers finally roared away from their respective competitions Saturday the Dingle-Turner ‘house was not divided’ ..both sets of Tigers won.  🙂


About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to Monday Morning Memories…

  1. bcparkison says:

    Rest up so you will be ready to party again.


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