First day of school

by Jill Ritts

It was the first day of school for Madison’s three older siblings. Anthony entering fifth, Shannon First grade and Julia’s first day of pre-school. Well Madison would not be forgotten.

She woke up early with the rest and packed her sleeping bag, her “goolbag” and insisted I pack her a lunch for her first day of school. She was so excited to be a big girl!

When Maddie and I had to leave a very tearful Julia in her new school, Madison was there to comfort her. “I go to gool too Julia” and she gave her sister a big fat hug.

When we pulled up in front of the babysitter’s house Madison was a little phased, she thought she was really going to school, but soon we all reached an agreement and Madison was satisfied with “pretend school” at the babysitter’s house.

“I go to real gool next year, right Mommy?”

Submitted by Jill Ritts in memory of her daughter Madison Ritts.

Laundry day

by Maria Kubitz

In our house, laundry day consists of several loads of dirty clothes being washed and dried. I usually sort the folded clothes into piles on the floor of the living room before putting them back where they belong. My daughter, Margareta, would often try to help fold the clothes, starting from the tender age of two. Even though I would usually have to re-fold what she already did, I enjoyed the company and the comraderie.

One day, I left my piles of folded laundry on the living room floor in Margareta’s capable hands while I walked back to the washer and dryer to start a new load. It took a few minutes to put wet clothes in the dryer and dirty clothes in the washer. When I returned to the living room, not only did I find my piles of folded laundry not so folded any more –  I found that Margareta had played dress up with mommy’s underwear. I grabbed the camera while I was still laughing.

Submitted by Maria Kubitz in memory of her daughter Margareta Kubitz.