When I was growing up, my grandmother lived with us. Her husband, my mom and her built the house that we lived in. Sadly, her husband, my grandpa, died when I was only four years old…so I don’t remember much about him.
My grandma (we called her Grammy) was my second mom. She would always be there when my brother and I got home from school. She would ask us how our day was she always had a tasty snack ready for us.
We learned a lot of things from Grammy during those years and many if these lessons I still use today.
The other day I found this neat little story called “Grandma’s Apron” on dobhran.com and it really brought back a lot of memories of my days as a kid with my grandma. I hope this story touches your heart the same way it did mine. It has a nice little message too!
The principle use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a holder for removing hot pans from the oven. It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken-coop the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms. Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled it carried out the hulls. In the fall the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that “old-time apron” that served so many purposes.
I love that story. I’ve not read it in a long while but it always makes me smile! those were the good old days! it’s nice that those old-fashioned aprons are becoming popular again in many areas, Now we need some grammys to wear them! lol I also called my grandmother Grammy.
This sounds like it describes my grandmother who babysat for me; wonderful memories. Thank you, as always…
that brought back some wonderful memories of visiting my grandma on the farm…
all the stories you share are so heartwarming. . And brings back so many memories of childhood..
Thank you my friend!!
Oh, I do miss the days of the aprons!