Auntie Grandma got
some more pictures of her favorite niece and nephew from her brother
and sis in law. That's what's so nice about having a journal on AOL. I
can treat this place like my purse. And throw anything in here.
The cutesy wootsies were at the beach a couple of weekends ago.
Along with quoting Aristotle in the original Greek, my niece says
"Delicious!" now when she's had a tasty repast. My nephew is still in
the polar bear cub stage. His sis is tall and delicate. He looks like
he swallowed a baby seal, but in a good way.
The picture of the gate [if you're
trolling through the pics] is something my brother put up at the beach
house to keep the kids from doing what small children do
with terrifying results -- fall down the stairs and affect their
future SAT scores. Nice job, l'il bro. At least the stairs there are
wooden.
One of my other brothers took a
header down a cement stairwell when he was two and had petit mal
seizures until he was ten years old. I remember once playing
checkers with him -- it may have been the last time. When it was his turn I looked up to
see him just
staring into space. I got up slowly so I wouldn't startle him, then I
ran screaming from the room. Crisis management was not one of my strong
suits at twelve.
Okay enough family stuff, time to get my ass in gear.
8 comments:
I wish someone near me would have a baby, so I could spoil it. I miss babies.
Look at the eyes on that little girl. Wow.
Absolutely BEAUTIFUL..................Anne
very cute!
don't remember if I've seen a picture of your brother
do you look alike?
babies seem to resemble you :)
Actually my niece looks like my older daughter as a toddler. Mrs. L
Auntie Grandma is being generous about the gate. It took me twelve hours to build and is in the shape of a rhombus. I had to work very hard to get in the shape of a rhombus. Square was simply out of the question. The gate isn't even flat. It bows a bit. I puchased three times the amount of wood any normal person would need to make the gate. I'm glad I did because I used a good portion of it too. In terms of opportunity cost, if I had worked instead of building it, the money I earned could have funded a whole new deck. But my daughter did help me build it--something that made all the cuss words I inadvertently taught her so worth while.
Mrs. L
Still chuckling over your brother's comment. His projects sound a lot like some of my own, LOL! Yes, the kids are the cutest. The gate was a terrific idea.
Sam
Cute pictures Mrs L.
When your brother had his petite mal seizure, you should have just moved the checker pieces while he was catatonic. When I had seizures I felt bad for everyone else when I came to. I had grand mal seizures, violent ones (dislocated my shoulder and fractured the bone during one), which scared the shit out of people. They would be as white as I was, ha ha.
Chris
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Those two are so adorable I can't stand it. :D
My oldest son was holding Audrey when she was about 7 months old when she suddenly did that baby-squirm thing and she fell out of his arms and went "smack" on the tile, with her noggin, of course. It was totally an accident, but she appeared to be not crying or breathing, and we had to call 911. What was I doing, letting him hold her so I could be at the stove, without her on my hip?
Anyway. She was fine, but Nolan was really shaken by the incident.
I told him, to make him feel better, that when she is an incorrigible teenager, he should feel free to say to her that her personality issues are the direct result of him dropping her on her head when she was a baby.
He can't wait.
Anna
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