Well, many of you have asked about The Sweet Grandbaby. Ahhh....how long do you have to listen (or read, in this case)? She has changed our lives. She has brought sunshine and happiness to a Poppa and Gramma who thought they already were familiar with sunshine and happiness. The Poppa and The Gramma are shining and smiling most of the time these days.
Again, I figure a picture (or pictures) are worth thousands of words, sunshines, and happinesses. And there you didn't know that happinesses is a word, did you? It may not be in Mr. Websters book, but in this blog it's the best of words.
I don't have the one month pictures on this computer but can oblige with the 2, 3, and 4 month shots.
You should have known I would have a lot of pictures to share when I realized someone was interested. Sorry you asked?
She loves her Mama and her Daddy....
She has posed with family and friends....
And what can I say about her and The Poppa? Only that she has him spoiled and caught hook, line, and sinker.
What can I say? They both enjoy naps.
She changes daily. She's a sleep fighter. She's a strong kicker. She's a joy and delight. And no, her hair is not red, but looks that way in some camera lighting.
She looks nice in red, white, and blue and could be said to be learning to pledge the flag. Or not. Oops, wrong hand.
Today, she had a first as she sat alone in her bumbo seat. She liked it...."hey mama, look at me!"
This week she also had her first taste of rice cereal. From a spoon. She was not impressed. A spoonful of sugar would make it go down better, you think?
I can wish for The Grandbaby to be math smart like The Girl and The Poppa. I can wish her to be organized like The Son-In-Law. I could even wish her to sew like me. The thing, though, that I wish for her most is that she be kind and compassionate to others and a trust-er in our Heavenly Father. If one has all those character attributes, the other things fall in place. Ahh....the love I have for her is endless. I. Am. Blessed.
And ALL God's people said, "AMEN!"
Again, I figure a picture (or pictures) are worth thousands of words, sunshines, and happinesses. And there you didn't know that happinesses is a word, did you? It may not be in Mr. Websters book, but in this blog it's the best of words.
I don't have the one month pictures on this computer but can oblige with the 2, 3, and 4 month shots.
You should have known I would have a lot of pictures to share when I realized someone was interested. Sorry you asked?
She loves her Mama and her Daddy....
She has posed with family and friends....
I imagine her to be whispering to her friend, "Wanna know a secret?"
And what can I say about her and The Poppa? Only that she has him spoiled and caught hook, line, and sinker.
What can I say? They both enjoy naps.
The Grandbaby, even at 4 months old, will sit still as one reads to her.
She changes daily. She's a sleep fighter. She's a strong kicker. She's a joy and delight. And no, her hair is not red, but looks that way in some camera lighting.
She looks nice in red, white, and blue and could be said to be learning to pledge the flag. Or not. Oops, wrong hand.
Today, she had a first as she sat alone in her bumbo seat. She liked it...."hey mama, look at me!"
This week she also had her first taste of rice cereal. From a spoon. She was not impressed. A spoonful of sugar would make it go down better, you think?
I can wish for The Grandbaby to be math smart like The Girl and The Poppa. I can wish her to be organized like The Son-In-Law. I could even wish her to sew like me. The thing, though, that I wish for her most is that she be kind and compassionate to others and a trust-er in our Heavenly Father. If one has all those character attributes, the other things fall in place. Ahh....the love I have for her is endless. I. Am. Blessed.
And ALL God's people said, "AMEN!"
