Morning Dew Long Ago – Flash Fiction

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This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yinglan. Thank you Yinglan!

Morning Dew Long Ago

That day,  on the way to school, my brothers and I walked into some police fencing. I told them it was just a simple fence, but they insisted it was some sort of police fencing. So, I climbed the chain linked fence. Just beyond where I landed were streamers of what looked like toilet paper. They were wet and heavy from the morning dew.

“Someone finally wrapped ole man Johnson’s yard!” I called out. It did look like that to me.

My voice giggled and caught on the wind and landed in my brother, Evan’s, ear. “You come back here right now, Heather,” Evan yelled.

“You come back here right now, Heather. Do ya hear me tellin’ you?” Evan shouted again.

I did hear him but someone had taped my mouth shut and I couldn’t reply.

Ellespeth

That Dreaded Day Has Arrived – A Poll That Began As An Email/Convo Not Yet Real

So.  I’m taking a poll of sorts.

Issue:  We have recently become grandparents.  We offered to care for the baby when they both went back to work.

In Need of Solution:  We didn’t get around to discussing a fee for childcare and they have now asked us if we wanted to watch the babe three days a week.  They have assured us that they don’t want us to feel like we have to do this but have asked us if we’d like to.

Of course we want to.  We have spent our retirement watching other people’s kids and helping them get back to work again until their children were in daycare.  We also watch babies twice a week while a group of mothers meet to support each other in being new moms.   We get paid to do this.  Not much 😛  We never want to be a financial burden on these young families.

So…now we h ave to discuss salary issues  Hubby and I sort of agreed on this (below) being the course we’d take.   And then go from there.  Start it out in an email (they prefer texting but it’s so long) and then see where it leads.  Or say something like this face to face in this fashion.  It doesn’t matter if it’s over the wires or face to face…just does it make sense.  The father works for a well-known tech company in Silicon Valley,  and the mother is self-employed in a very good profession.

Dear… Or if in person something like: Hey!

We are happy that you think you might want us to watch the ‘babe’ once you are both back working. It’s something we’ve been hoping for since the ‘babe’ was born. To be truthful, years before he was even a dream.

The one aspect we haven’t discussed is what you will pay us. Our understanding is that we will watch the ‘babe’ for about 6 hours, three days a week. He will be 4 months old at the time we’d begin caring for him.

Maybe we could bring some pastries over, one morning before you both get back to work, and the four of us could discuss this.

We can’t wait for your cousin to arrive this weekend! Always such fun to visit with her. Perhaps we could all meet when she is here. Since she has her own children, she has experience in paying for childcare and would be able to offer her thoughts and guidance.

What do you think about this?

DD&E

Are we out of line to bring this up?  Any feedback is much appreciated.

OMG!  This is the longest post I’ve ever made!

Ellespeth

So Speaks The Greater Santa – Flash Fiction

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This week’s photo prompt is provided by Akshata Ram. Thank you Akshata!

Happy every sort of everything to everyone ♥

So Speaks The Greater Santa

Greater Santa: What do you mean you cannot see the very way I am greater than you?

Lesser Santa: You are flat. One sided. I am of all  dimensions. Plump. Filled with promise.

Rudolph: If I may interfere here…I am the light that leads you both.

Greater Santa: Oh jelly beans!

Lesser Santa: Oh candy canes!

Merry Christmas 🙂

Ellespeth  ♥