Okay, so today

A couple aunties went on a bike ride around the park after they had sufficiently distracted the dog and the little one.

Yeah, Well.  Or Well, Yeah.   The dog saw them going around the park, and she set up  a howling situation in the yard.  I looked out. She had her enormous head thrown back, lips pursed.

Impressive.

Less impressive is us in the stairway with the baby, the very rebellious and opinionated baby.

I have no idea what any of this means.

We talked about how Grandma  loves her, and how great things are.

I do, and they are.

Let's be THREE.

love you forever, GRANDMA