Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Jackson and Ben love to play outside when I grill, and Jackson told me to turn around so I could see what he and Ben were doing. Jackson was leading caged Ben around by a leash on the cage. I told him to stop before someone got hurt, but then told them to let me take a picture for you.
Five years ago, a plus sign appeared on a stick on Grandma Stockman's birthday, meaning a) we were having a baby and b) nothing could ever top what we gave Grandma Stockman that birthday - the name Grandma. So now on her fourth birthday as a grandma, we can only provide cupcakes, Mexican food, and a serenade complete with sombreros. Happy birthday, Grandma!
Three day weekend - two free concert tickets, three songs listened to before we abandoned, one trip to Westador institution El Imperial, two stomach aches, eight am wake-up at home (with boys at grandparents'), one wedding, four servings of steak between us, and what really mattered - her two eyes and nothing to distract me. Thanks to all the grandparents who made this possible.