tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post2193929563519441980..comments2024-03-26T08:41:38.961-07:00Comments on Lea Sylvestro: Another ChanceLeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14658809113061483872noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-71276273712601269042011-04-10T17:47:12.022-07:002011-04-10T17:47:12.022-07:00Lea, this posting brought back so many wonderful m...Lea, this posting brought back so many wonderful memories of snowy days at home with our three children. There were always inside and outside adventures and reading to them was so much a part of the day ... even when it wasn't snowy. My children loved "The Mitten" once of our favorite snowy day fantasies and also Ezra Jack Keats, "The Snowy Day". <br /><br />Your posting also made me hunger for Grandchildren and the chance to do it all again. Thankfully we have three beautiful little preschool girls who live next door and allow us to be pretend Grandparents. They are scrumptious!!Marjorie Castronoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-19329602041794367472011-04-07T06:33:46.534-07:002011-04-07T06:33:46.534-07:00Lea, I love reading your rich writing; so filled w...Lea, I love reading your rich writing; so filled with images that make me clearly recall the times you write about. Ah, I too miss those days of when our children were young; yet, I, like you, treasure who they are now as adults.<br />I loved reading your piece and having you take me back to the time when Eri and Doug were little ones, dear friends of Casey's and Tucker's...and savor that we have those memories, to cherish always!<br />Annieb1achttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12197826980051052059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-47676344176475089192011-04-05T06:07:05.915-07:002011-04-05T06:07:05.915-07:00Beautiful Lea, you evoke such memories and emotion...Beautiful Lea, you evoke such memories and emotions!<br />It brought tears to my eyes.....I still see little mice with aprons and acorn hats, mushroom tables........xoAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02470330583716085292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-51354858791655154732011-04-05T04:45:53.130-07:002011-04-05T04:45:53.130-07:00Although my children are still quite small I share...Although my children are still quite small I share your exact sentiments...I wish their sticky fingers would keep leaving smudges on everything in my house. Lovely!Megnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-76793220502057697552011-04-05T04:30:54.065-07:002011-04-05T04:30:54.065-07:00I know exactly what jacket you're talking abou...I know exactly what jacket you're talking about, Lea, and can picture Tucker in it! There's nothing better than little ones to help you see the wonder in everything - it's nice to go back to that time once in a while.Gerrynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-27976011203843355022011-04-05T03:37:18.192-07:002011-04-05T03:37:18.192-07:00You are the best with conjuring images, visual, ol...You are the best with conjuring images, visual, olfactory, tactile; you get 'em all. And I so relate to 'doing this to [my]self.' A good cry can be a good thing. <br />I've had the gift of my neighbors granddaughters in my life the past couple years. Playing on the floor comes back like riding a bike; getting up from the floor has gotten even harder (and it wasn't that easy 20 years ago!). Keep writing, Lea; it's a gift to us.Joanne Lenorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10722451599774008421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700567856433724150.post-12353414847302789622011-04-04T21:09:49.411-07:002011-04-04T21:09:49.411-07:00You mean little mice mothers don't wear aprons...You mean little mice mothers don't wear aprons?? Sweet memories, Lea.gail mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13150912136251418367noreply@blogger.com