a grandchild who is twenty

One card poker, oh my goodness.

This game taken quite seriously.

Yes, you:

Oh my goodness, Sweetheart.   Thank you for all the happiness you've brought us.

Knowing you and being your grandparents has truly been one of the best parts of LIFE.

Your energy, enthusiasm, big heart, zest for all of everything? It's something.

Happy Birthday, with love for always, Grandma and Grandpa

a few more from saturday night

Dewey is chasing a pencil she's poking into the holes on the box.   It's better to use a pencil than fingers.  The cat is quick and he has sharp little claws.

Normally their feet feel like little tiny velvet boots.  Yeah, not when chasing things.

This puppy was so tired out.  She loves it when kids are in the house.

I do too.

Love, Grandma
 

pictures from a monday

I bought these little bird guys from Target last year on clearance.

They liked them.

Under the table, could hear them talking to each other, and the little birds were saying, "Peep, peep, peep."

Lunch!

Or as Heidi used to call it, "Lalala Hunch."

Grandpa starting up the nap.

One more child, again defeated by body heat.

Ahhh.

You guys make Mondays better.

Love, Grandma and Grandpa
 

march

When I got out of the car in the dark, the mud next to the driveway slurped onto my shoe and almost pulled it off.

A couple days ago we were creeping around so we wouldn't slip on the ice.

It looks like a lake across the park in the dark, an optical illusion.

March, you sweet devil.  Glad you're here.  Love, Val

 

troublemakers

These kitty cats are troublemakers at times.  Jay is working on the basement and he carefully stapled up plastic to contain the plaster dust.

The cats ripped it down.   Could even see where the claws sunk in and the slid to the floor.   They were without remorse, just sprawled out on top of the pile of ruined plastic like it was their personal nest.

Jay ranted quite a bit, referred to them as maniacs.   Well, there was another descriptor before that word, but it is understandable.

This guy tolerates no nonsense from Dani, and she gives him space.  I zoomed in on this photo though and he's a handsome cat, photo suitable for framing.

This one is supervising the work below.

This is the next morning where I found her licking out a cat food can ON THE COUCH.

This is why there's a blanket over it.  It's not that there is one thing wrong with the couch, it is strictly for protection. Elin used to sleep on there, and now Dani is snacking on things that are just gross.

Ahh.  So much for that.  

Love, Val
 

saturday night

 They're painting tiles, an idea of Tim's, kept them very busy, quietly working.

Love, Grandma

friday afternoon and evening

It was a special service, Stations of the Cross.

I guess its a Catholic thing, lots of kneeling and so forth.   They did a nice job.

 And Brigadoon in the evening, a wonderful performance--

The music, the choreography, the polished lines, so much work went into this, and well worth it.

Fish fry supper fundraiser:

And that's the end.

Love, Val