Normally, I would say, I try not to be too “grandparenty”. (I realize that isn’t actually a word…..but it should be.) That is to say, I try not to be that person that gives you a blow by blow accounting of what my children and grandchildren are doing this minute. I am sure you couldn’t care less but still, this is a personal blog. With the confines of writing what is upper-most on my mind for the week, this is what you are stuck with…a couple of thoughts about my child and grandchildren.
The main reason, I am particularly focused on my daughter and her two sons is that all three are celebrating birthdays this week. The only thing that would have made this better is if my son-in-law would have had an August birthday as well. Surely he feels left out. (I am certain that his parents would have timed this better had they known.)
Thought Number One…How Quickly Time Goes By
my baby’s picture at 3 months old.
This little cutey grew up to be the sweetest daughter on the planet. Oh, I know some of you are saying “WHOA…. that can’t be, because my daughter is” …let’s just agree to disagree.
This week my wonderful daughter and her precious babies are celebrating birthdays.
G-Boy #1 is turning 5 and G-Boy #2 is turning 2
Number 11 isn’t ours…But the Royal fan and the kid with his binky are definitely ours.
I see you!
Seems G-”Boy #1 likes getting wet
Thought #2— Now I know, I was just saying about how I don’t go on and on with “grandma” stories….but I still have to have a 2nd thought. That thought may be that I lied in the beginning of this post.
Little brother holds big brother’s hand while he takes his nap.
Last week we had a couple of funny things happen in the car. (one of them is the hand holding incident)
The other incident that had us laughing was a conversation that happened on the way to supper last week. Grandpa and I were taking the boys out for a burger when the little G-boy #2 started jabbering about something. We, however, were not understanding what he was saying. So we asked his brother to translate for us.
ME: What is your little brother saying?
G-Boy 1: I don’t know. He is speaking Chinese.
ME: Really??? Why would he be speaking in Chinese?
G-Boy #1: Because he was made in China.
ME: No sweety, I don’t think your little brother was made in China. Why would you say that?
G-Boy#1: Because just about everything is made in China.
Where do kids get this stuff????
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