Hubby and I returned to Wisconsin to spend Thanksgiving with the kids, grands, relatives and friends this past year. Since we decided to go at the last-minute one, our airline ticket prices were over the top. (Side Bar Correction: The decision was mine and I bugged Hubby until he agreed.).
Why I Bugged Hubby
For years, we postponed visiting Hubby’s last remaining Aunt even though, by car, she lived six hours away from our home in Wisconsin. I remember reasons like “not enough time” or “maybe next year.”
Sadly, she passed away the first week in November. There was “enough time” and we couldn’t wait until “maybe next year” to attend her funeral and show our respect.
It was an up-front and up-in-my-face reality moment. Our tomorrows with loved ones are not promised. And, nothing short of my death was going to prevent me from spending Thanksgiving with the children and grands.
It was a short visit with a lot packed into three days, but I am grateful for the many precious memories including this one about my Little Girls.
The youngest members of our families are oftentimes the funniest. And, these two were in hot water for their shenanigans during the after Thanksgiving Family Gathering.
Our 6-year-old granddaughter, Cupcake, and great-granddaughter, Lyric, 7-years-old proudly announced to all that they were putting on a play later in the evening. Everyone purchased a ticket. The two girls disappeared; and, we all assumed they were pulling things together. When the girls came downstairs a bit later, they started to play a board game, and the play was soon forgotten by all.
Several hours later, the Eldest Daughter answered the phone and the caller said, “Someone telephoned 911 from this telephone is everything okay?” She assured the dispatcher all was well and said, “I can’t imagine what happened.”
My son decided to ask the girls and Cupcake admitted making the call. He explained to her that 911 calls were for emergencies only. She quickly said, “This was an emergency Lyric stole my money.” Lyric piped up with “I deserved more money because I am older.”
Aunts, cousins, uncles, dad, friends, etc., all took turns sharing examples with the girls of the right and wrong times to call the 911 emergency number.
The money collected was equally split between the two girls with the promise they would put the play on at our family’s July 4th Celebration.
Once everything settled down with the girls, the party activities continued. Then, the doorbell ring, a police officer came down the steps and entered the lower level. Cupcake looked up from her card game, saw the police officer, and quickly ducked behind the ottoman.
Her dad called her out of hiding. And, she meekly stood before the officer as he calmly explained to both girls that 911 calls were for emergencies only.
Something positive came out of this 911 incident. After all the negative publicity about policemen and their negative relationship with the African-American community, it was good for our teenage family members to witness a police officer interacting with these two little girls as well as our entire family in a kind, professional, and respectful way.
15 thoughts on “Sharing a Memory: Thanksgiving 2014”
So cute! I’m sure they won’t be dialing 911 again anytime soon. 🙂
Perhaps, not 911 again (hopefully). But those two always creatively stir things up a bit. Thank you for your comment. Luv your blog and the health related info you share.
Yvonne, your post is profound on many levels. Thank you for sharing. Love you!
Thank you, Cebby. Both these little girls are mischievous, but so, so lovable as well. Luv U Back.
Beautiful story, but those two little girls are going to be a challenge 🙂
Thank you, as always, my friend. You are right they are a challenge and together those little ones are quite mischievous.
What an absolutely lovely post. I am from Milwaukee, WI so enjoyed hearing that you were also. Lessons come in all forms to all of us, no matter our ages. It was a great family gathering! ❤
Thank you for your comments. We lived in Wisconsin for more than forty years before I retired to sunny Florida five years ago.
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What a wonderful story! I can totally relate, especially now that I’m a paramedic. I remember long ago when my oldest was in kindergarten and they had learned about 911. My phone rang and I answered and they said: what’s your emergency? I said: what emergency??? But then I realized it was my kid 🙂 It took me a bit to convince the dispatcher she didn’t have to send anyone. We lived in Upstate NY at the time so they were probably happy to not have to come, but now they would anyway!
Thank you for your comments. Our children now 54, 53, and 47, the eldest around 12 at the time, call our local Fire Rescue Squad when we were a few minutes late arriving home from an evening school conference. I had to remind them of this once the little girls left the room. Take care.
Wonderful story. Best of all was the interaction between the police officers and your grand daughters. Lovely teachable moment. i’m so glad you got to spend Thanksgiving with your family in Wisconsin.
Thank you for your comments. It was beautiful to return to the state where I lived for most of my life, gather with the children and grands, as well as old friends. And, I was even gifted with a bit of snow.
I had a good laugh reading through Cupcake’s and Lyric’s exploits. Though Lyric is older, she is a great-grand, so in my opinion Cupcake should have had more. I’m sure she’ll pay me to be her lawyer. LOL. Glad it was sorted and the 911 issue too. I can see you had a lovely lovely time with all of them. Hugs.