A game we play with Grant is “I’m going to get you!” When we say that, he starts running and giggling. He also really likes oven mitts. If giggly fat babies aren’t for you, do not watch this video.
Henry made a large-scale art project today while he was home from school.
People from this area are well aware of Renna’s, and a couple slices and a fresh-squeezed lemonade hasn’t changed in 30 years.
Today my dad is three quarters of a century! They texted me to come meet them for a drink, which morphed into staying for dinner as well. Look at these two! 49 years married!
Grant struggled with his nap yesterday, and he ended up sleeping cuddled up with me. It was nice to cuddle him after being away from him for a few days (although my arm did fall asleep). The big kids have gotten so, well, big. They really don’t have any baby fat anymore. But Grant sure has it in spades, and I love it.
Eleanor has a way about her.
Some photos from our trip.
Bob and I went to our local ski town for the weekend. We are staying at a lodge and walking everywhere. We got a couples massage this morning and spent the whole day relaxing. We go back to reality tomorrow, but for tonight I’m enjoying the deep snow and my favorite guy.