Over and over again, he would push the disk, and each time they would be captivated. No, my three month old granddaughter cannot stand on her own. Her mother's hand is holding her up. And yes, the floor of my family room does look like this, when they come to play. No, I do not care at all...in fact, I love it!
A rare, very rare break for my daughter and her son. A mother of three, under three, rarely gets relaxing breaks. How drastically her world has changed and how beautifully she has adapted, even through 25 times of hearing "We wish you a Merry Christmas" being sun by two singing snowmen.
3 comments:
Oh how precious!!!!
Your grandbabies are ADORABLE!!!
You truly are an example...of what a Godly Grammie is....thanks for making me smile today!!
What a great post! Children love to play with anything musical. Enjoy them while you can because they grow up before you know it. What a wonderful memory you have given them.
What?!? Ok...I see it now!!! I had no idea Jeane was your daughter!!! Funny what a small world it is!!! Pop on over to our blog, I think you'll recognize a certain smiling face! hee hee...
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