Grandson Knox sitting in a ‘big boy’ chair today at lunch.
More fun than pint sized human beings should be allowed to have during lunch.
The Bomb Pop addiction has begun. Begging for Bomb Pops is a habit now. He didn’t even want this one.
Are you taking another picture of me, Gee? [that’s a hard G~~he can’t pronounce Granny yet] He and his mom and dad headed back home this afternoon. House is quiet. The only sound is the Elmo tunes playing inside my head.
