Showing posts with label Bomb Pops. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bomb Pops. Show all posts
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Day Three Hundred Twenty Three 2011
We enjoyed hanging out with grandson Elijah for a while this afternoon while his mom and sister attended a play and his dad worked. He slurped down a few Bomb Pops, batted a few balls in the back yard, found a nifty looking Poplar tree leaf that he took home, did a little squirrel watching (along with the neighbor cat Lily) and soaked up this beautiful windy November Saturday. That’s good stuff.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Day Two Hundred Fifteen 2010
Hanging Out With Elijah
Had his "wife beater" undershirt on today. He gets a kick out of saying that. He also gets a kick out of those old Fisher Price Little People.
Twelve car pile up on Elijah Highway. Circus train involved. Massive Little People casualties. Somebody call 911.
Checking out the Ziploc bags of old toys his mom played with. Sometimes he runs across something interesting.
"Hey! It's E.T.!" he says, seeming amazed by that discovery. We watched that movie while we were in Florida recently.
Grandson Elijah is hanging out with me part time this week until his stint at Mother's Day Out starts next week. He looks like Mr. Tough Guy in this pic.
Had his "wife beater" undershirt on today. He gets a kick out of saying that. He also gets a kick out of those old Fisher Price Little People.
Twelve car pile up on Elijah Highway. Circus train involved. Massive Little People casualties. Somebody call 911.
Checking out the Ziploc bags of old toys his mom played with. Sometimes he runs across something interesting.
"Hey! It's E.T.!" he says, seeming amazed by that discovery. We watched that movie while we were in Florida recently.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Day One Hundred Ninety 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Day Five
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