As you can see, I've added a few things to my page. Those of you unfamiliar with the blogging world can click on the names and check out what I spend too much time doing! Much thanks to Ragged for all her help. She's my official (all be it unintentional) Blog Guru.
We went to see the Grands yesterday. As we pulled into the drive #1 Son said, "Is this my Grandma's house?" I said it was. "Is she here?" I guess he missed the whole "lets go see Grandma" thing. The kids were so happy to see them and I think the Grands were pretty excited as well.
Grandma once told me, "You love your kids,but then your grandkids come along. They're so much better because there's so little responsibility. And then come the great-grand kids. They're the best of all. NO responsibility. You can let them do anything they want." Case and point: Grandma made beans for lunch one day. Baby Girl and I were visiting and sat down to eat. (Now I have to point out that I HATE beans. Not dislike, HATE.) I ate my sandwich and Baby Girl ate 3... Count them... 1,2,3...3 beans. Then Grandma gave her ice cream. Would I have been given ice cream without eating the beans when I was 3? No. I would have had to eat all the beans in my bowl to get the ice cream. And Grammy (My mother) would never have gotten the ice cream at all. That's the magic of great-grandkids.
#1 Son is watching Spider-Man. You might want to pray that he doesn't attack the Green Gobling again or Baby Girl may never get that sister she's been praying for.
2 comments:
It looks great! Good for you.
I hope the green goblin survived the evening. ;)
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