My Girls

Did I mention that I have two of the most beautiful little granddaughters who have ever toddled the earth? Unfortunately, they live in the great state of Texas. Yep, Houston has two yellow roses that by rights belong in the desert of Utah. I hope it won't be forever and that at some point they can be transplanted back home where they belong.

But until then, I am most grateful for the wonders of technology. Shandie, my daughter-in-law, brightens many a bland workday by sending me a picture via her cell phone. Now how about that? I get a neat little fairy wand sound on this little flat rectangle sitting on my desk or buried in my purse and open it up to find Maddie or Kinlie smiling up at me with bright blue eyes. I then forward it to my e-mail, where I forward it on clogging my other children's e-mail boxes with as many pictures as I can. No waiting for months while Shandie has to take a picture with some sub-standard little box with Kodak on the front, only to wait two months to get the film developed, and three more months to drop it in the mail.

Yep, I get to see my girls grow through the wonders of 21st century gadgets and gizmos galore! I can see Kinlie crawling from far, far away.

And then there's SKYPE. Whoa, would I like to thank the kind soul that developed that one! Often we SKYPE on Sundays, so the girls still get their visits to Grammy. It's not perfect. We all sit in front of our computers, moving our heads around, trying to see each other. But I happened upon one way to make it fun. I read to my girls. Maddie and Kinlie love to be read to. So from across many states, they can hear their Grammy read book after book after book. Madison is so cute and tries to get closer and closer to the computer to see the pictures so that sometimes I only end up seeing the part in her hair bobbing up and down. McKinlie sits on her dad's lap with her big blue eyes barely blinking.

Maddie has a bottomless appetite for books. I will finish one for her to only hear her say, "More." Just one word, "More" spoken in a sweet Maddie voice. By the time an hour is done, Nephi is in a near comatose state from having had to watch her to keep her from falling off their desk and my voice is hoarse. But it does my heart good to hear her say, "More."

Next up, when my pc dies, is a Mac something or other that Sean has already sold me on by saying that it would be easier to chat with Maddie and Kinlie.

So glad to live in the 21st century. Gotta love those technology geeks who gave me gifts. And thank Heaven for little girls!