Out of the Mouth of Babes

So Hannah arrived for some “Nona Time” before I had a chance to finish straightening up the Living Room.

 “Nona didn’t have a chance to finish vacuuming the rug before you came”, I said. “We’ll 

have to do it before we take the toys out”.

“That’s O.K., Nona” she piped up. “You can let the cleaning ladies do it when they come.”

I cracked up.  Should I tell her that the cleaning ladies don’t come to everyone’s house?

 After all, cleaning ladies are kind of like Santa Claus for big people. Far be it from me to be the one to burst her bubble.


Oh well . . .  from her mouth to God’s ears . . .



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  • 2/4/2011 4:24 AM joe wrote:
    I really miss my grandmas. They were the best.
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  • 2/4/2011 7:43 AM John Lunn wrote:
    When my boys called me the maid, the broom landed in their hands.
    Perhaps they are a bit older.
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    1. 2/4/2011 8:41 AM Nona Nita's Blog wrote:
      I guess I should have mentioned that two cleaning ladies really do come to her house once a week. The little Sweetie, with her generous spirit,  was just trying to save me the trouble of doing it. 
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  • 2/4/2011 5:33 PM Judy wrote:
    Thanks for coming by and posting a comment. I really enjoyed your story. I enjoyed visiting you here, too. You are so right. We don't all have cleaning ladies! Have a good weekend. Judy
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  • 2/4/2011 11:49 PM Grandma Lizzie wrote:
    What a cute story.
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  • 2/14/2011 1:24 PM Granny nanny wrote:
    When my daughter was about 6 years old, her friend spent the night at our house. In the morning as I was making breakfast, her friend wanted to know how come I was cooking, when in her house the maid did it. Then I asked her if she would like to help me make the pancakes. Later, when her mom picked her up, the first thing she told her was how she made the best pancakes ever!
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