“And the banana said to the wolverine…”
Granddaughter, from now on identified as “The Bug,” is heading out to the deck with her dinner plate.
Grandma (me): So, you’re going to eat al fresco.
The Bug: Nah, just a cheese sandwich.
We’re thinking of getting a snare drum kit with which to practice our rimshots.
Have a great weekend.
Take care–Susan Kaye
She’s worth getting up for in the morning.
I’m loving the daily floor shows, that’s for sure.
Go ahead. Make me feel worse because I don’t have any grandchildren, and I’m not likely to have any before I’m on a walker.
Well, things are looking up in the grandkids department. I got an e-mail this morning from my Navy daughter. Seems she got married in May and neglected to mention it.
I commented on Facbebook, but reiterate here, adult kids can be more frustrating than toddlers. Adult children have money, cars, and access to weapons. *sigh*
Congrats to you all.
And those weapons can be literal or figurative.
And those weapons can be literal or figurative.
True, and I’m still not sure which is more destructive, hurtful, debilitating, etc.
I want a Bug of my own! Robin, you’ve at least got new granddogs. I got nuthin. Please share your Bug, Susan, for those of us that want to enjoy her, too.
Lucy–I’ll share as much as I can. She’s in that great toddler place where everything is cute and funny. Now I’m not sure if that’s because SHE’S cute and funny or I’m just so smitten.
Does it matter? Either way, she is one of God’s blessings in your life. Enjoy!
I think Mandy and Jon are thinking about supplying a grandchild – hence the great revelation.
Granddogs and a Grandbaby, Robin?? I’m going to be so far behind, yet Elroy is so ready Not to be Responsible for anything, barely himself. *sigh* So I’ll just have to enjoy everyone’s sweet things here.
You aren’t as old as I am, Terry. I am approaching Old Age and Infirmity. I want grandkids while I still have enough mentality left to hold a conversation with them without drooling on myself.