Chapter 11: Lunch With Miss. Miller!
ONE MONTH LATER!
Being that Dave, Alvin, and Brittany are on tour. And Eleanor and Theodore are now living in their own apartment in town; Simon and Jeanette have the whole house to themselves with their kids. They were able to put the kids in their very own room with their own beds. The three little ones are glad that they don't have to share a room with their parents anymore, but still they had to share a room with each other. A week ago they had just celebrated their fourth birthday, before Aunt Brittany, and Uncle Alvin left for their tour with Papa Dave. It was defiantly a birthday worth remembering.
Usually Simon and Jeanette take the children over to visit Miss. Miller every Sunday, the one day that both of them have a day to relax as a family. It worried Jeanette mostly that Miss. Miller is now living alone in this big house of hers. The least that she, her husband, and her children could do is visit Miss. Miller as often as possible. Jeanette herself came at least once a day to check up on her.
One Sunday afternoon, both Simon and Jeanette had the day to be able to spend with the kids and have lunch with Miss Miller. As usual they worried about their children's behavior while they are over at Miss Miller's. Memories of their childhood often haunt them, and what they sometimes did to poor Miss. Miller. So far it has been an hour, and the kids have not torn up the house yet to Simon and Jeanette's relief.
After when everyone finished their lunch Vincent, Tom, and Mary sat to watch television while the adults sat and drank tea and talked.
"I still remember you two as little children, and now look at you...your raising three beautiful children of your own." Miss. Miller said with pride. Simon and Jeanette sat there and blushed.
"Aww, Miss. Miller..." Jeanette said as she tried to wave it off like it wasn't anything special.
Simon looked up at his old babysitter and then began to notice how tired she looked. "Are you getting enough rest, Miss. Miller?" He asked.
"Oh, my dear boy, don't worry about me!"
"Well, I can't help to be a bit concern...you're here all by yourself, and we barely get enough time to come visit you as often as we should. Plus you are trying too hard to keep busy as a volunteer at the rec center." Simon added.
"Simon's right...you shouldn't over work yourself." Jeanette spoke in.
Miss. Miller let out a chuckle. "Oh, you two. I'll be fine...I promise."
"Are you sure?" Asked Simon before he took another sip of tea. He kept eyeing Miss. Miller carefully.
"You both have nothing to be concerned over, now, why don't we go and visit with your children." Miss. Miller said as she decided to change the subject and got up to walk over to her grandkids.
Simon and Jeanette had to look and each other and just simply smile at Nanny/care-taker's unique charm and enthusiasm. They too got up as Miss. Miller started talking to Vincent, Tom, and Mary.
"How did you three like your lunch?" Miss. Miller asked the kids.
"It was alright." Tom said.
"Maybe next time we can have more cookies?" Vince asked as he licked his lips, remembering the tasty treats he had after he ate lunch.
"Hehe, we will see." Miss. Miller always adored every single one of Simon and Jeanette's children. "How about you, little one?" She then turned to the little female of the trio.
Mary looks up at Miss. Miller and suddenly gets a strange feeling. Unable to describe it clearly she announces. "Nana Miller, you look really sick!"
"Mary!!" Jeanette screeches in an embarrassed and shocked tone.
Again Miss. Miller begins to chuckle at the innocent of the youth's perspectives. "Oh, don't worry about it, Jeanette dear. This young one was only expressing her honesty. No harm was done."
"But still, Miss. Miller, it was considered to be very 'rude'." Jeanette said as she turned to her daughter and glared heavily at her. "You better apologize to your Nana Miller, young lady!"
Mary began to make the biggest pout and her eyes began to shine as tears were trying to form. She then looked up at Miss. Miller in the most apologetic expression. "I'm sorry."
"Oh, don't be. Maybe I am a bit tired?" Miss. Miller admitted.
"Then maybe we should go and let you get some rest then?" Simon suggested.
"Yes. That sounds good right about now." Miss. Miller said with a bit of a yawn.
"Come on kids. We need to get you ready for your first day of Pre-school tomorrow." Simon says as he escorts his children out the front door. "...Bye Miss. Miller." He calls back with a wave to the elder woman.
"Hey, Daddy. Guess what?" Mary calls up to her dad.
"What, sweetie?" Simon replies curiously.
"The Angels said that they will come to Pre-school with me." She announces with glee.
"Awe, that's nice Mary...I'm glad." Smiled Simon.
"Oh, They are such darlings." Miss. Miller cooed.
"I'll come by tomorrow to check up on you Miss. Miller." Jeanette said in a sweet voice.
"You're such a doll, thank you Jeanette!" Miss. Miller watched as her once bright innocent children that are now grown up and with children of their own. She filled with pride as the warmth of the sun touched her face.
'The weather is so beautiful today. I just might go for a walk later.' She thought. 'But first, I'll clean the kitchen and take a nap.' Miss. Miller then retired inside and closed the door.
ONE MONTH LATER!
Being that Dave, Alvin, and Brittany are on tour. And Eleanor and Theodore are now living in their own apartment in town; Simon and Jeanette have the whole house to themselves with their kids. They were able to put the kids in their very own room with their own beds. The three little ones are glad that they don't have to share a room with their parents anymore, but still they had to share a room with each other. A week ago they had just celebrated their fourth birthday, before Aunt Brittany, and Uncle Alvin left for their tour with Papa Dave. It was defiantly a birthday worth remembering.
Usually Simon and Jeanette take the children over to visit Miss. Miller every Sunday, the one day that both of them have a day to relax as a family. It worried Jeanette mostly that Miss. Miller is now living alone in this big house of hers. The least that she, her husband, and her children could do is visit Miss. Miller as often as possible. Jeanette herself came at least once a day to check up on her.
One Sunday afternoon, both Simon and Jeanette had the day to be able to spend with the kids and have lunch with Miss Miller. As usual they worried about their children's behavior while they are over at Miss Miller's. Memories of their childhood often haunt them, and what they sometimes did to poor Miss. Miller. So far it has been an hour, and the kids have not torn up the house yet to Simon and Jeanette's relief.
After when everyone finished their lunch Vincent, Tom, and Mary sat to watch television while the adults sat and drank tea and talked.
"I still remember you two as little children, and now look at you...your raising three beautiful children of your own." Miss. Miller said with pride. Simon and Jeanette sat there and blushed.
"Aww, Miss. Miller..." Jeanette said as she tried to wave it off like it wasn't anything special.
Simon looked up at his old babysitter and then began to notice how tired she looked. "Are you getting enough rest, Miss. Miller?" He asked.
"Oh, my dear boy, don't worry about me!"
"Well, I can't help to be a bit concern...you're here all by yourself, and we barely get enough time to come visit you as often as we should. Plus you are trying too hard to keep busy as a volunteer at the rec center." Simon added.
"Simon's right...you shouldn't over work yourself." Jeanette spoke in.
Miss. Miller let out a chuckle. "Oh, you two. I'll be fine...I promise."
"Are you sure?" Asked Simon before he took another sip of tea. He kept eyeing Miss. Miller carefully.
"You both have nothing to be concerned over, now, why don't we go and visit with your children." Miss. Miller said as she decided to change the subject and got up to walk over to her grandkids.
Simon and Jeanette had to look and each other and just simply smile at Nanny/care-taker's unique charm and enthusiasm. They too got up as Miss. Miller started talking to Vincent, Tom, and Mary.
"How did you three like your lunch?" Miss. Miller asked the kids.
"It was alright." Tom said.
"Maybe next time we can have more cookies?" Vince asked as he licked his lips, remembering the tasty treats he had after he ate lunch.
"Hehe, we will see." Miss. Miller always adored every single one of Simon and Jeanette's children. "How about you, little one?" She then turned to the little female of the trio.
Mary looks up at Miss. Miller and suddenly gets a strange feeling. Unable to describe it clearly she announces. "Nana Miller, you look really sick!"
"Mary!!" Jeanette screeches in an embarrassed and shocked tone.
Again Miss. Miller begins to chuckle at the innocent of the youth's perspectives. "Oh, don't worry about it, Jeanette dear. This young one was only expressing her honesty. No harm was done."
"But still, Miss. Miller, it was considered to be very 'rude'." Jeanette said as she turned to her daughter and glared heavily at her. "You better apologize to your Nana Miller, young lady!"
Mary began to make the biggest pout and her eyes began to shine as tears were trying to form. She then looked up at Miss. Miller in the most apologetic expression. "I'm sorry."
"Oh, don't be. Maybe I am a bit tired?" Miss. Miller admitted.
"Then maybe we should go and let you get some rest then?" Simon suggested.
"Yes. That sounds good right about now." Miss. Miller said with a bit of a yawn.
"Come on kids. We need to get you ready for your first day of Pre-school tomorrow." Simon says as he escorts his children out the front door. "...Bye Miss. Miller." He calls back with a wave to the elder woman.
"Hey, Daddy. Guess what?" Mary calls up to her dad.
"What, sweetie?" Simon replies curiously.
"The Angels said that they will come to Pre-school with me." She announces with glee.
"Awe, that's nice Mary...I'm glad." Smiled Simon.
"Oh, They are such darlings." Miss. Miller cooed.
"I'll come by tomorrow to check up on you Miss. Miller." Jeanette said in a sweet voice.
"You're such a doll, thank you Jeanette!" Miss. Miller watched as her once bright innocent children that are now grown up and with children of their own. She filled with pride as the warmth of the sun touched her face.
'The weather is so beautiful today. I just might go for a walk later.' She thought. 'But first, I'll clean the kitchen and take a nap.' Miss. Miller then retired inside and closed the door.