oh my

Today the address is 4820 Babyland, it's true.

Here we've got this guy spending the day. He watched PBS, loves that super-duper obnoxious Sid the Science Kid, and super-adorable Curious George, and then took a nap on Couch Potato Uncle James.


He ate a Moo Jr. pausing at each bite to throw his head back and laugh delightedly. Oh yeah, Moo Jrs? Pretty damned amazing, aren't they?

The kids were excited to meet their niece, and Joe and Heidi were revived a bit today after some sleep.





And this tonight: Morgan, Heidi and Joe's dog did this. When we saw it, we gasped.

Maria said, "You know what Grandpa would say."

Really? My dad? The possibilities are endless, "What would he say?"

"I never liked that rug anyway."


Oh, how I laughed. Yes, that's exactly what he'd say, and it's even true. The backing is long gone from this rug. It slides around too much, gonna kill somebody. It was only there temporarily because the front door rug bit the dust from salt and we had to pull in a substitute. Trash it is.

This has been a Tuesday beyond splendid. Life is awesome, not gonna lie. love, Val