Silly Sunday Stills

Not quite the reception I was hoping for a few days ago when I went to babysit my grandchildren.

Aden had pulled 2 of her own teeth and this is what I got when I asked her to show me.

Then I got her to give me a better look.

Of course Ethan had to show me his teeth too!

Even my granddog Ginger got in on the show, but of course she is always happy to see me!

And here is a picture that I promised Ethan I would show Grandma, of a flower he made for her out of blocks.  Grandma couldn't come along as she was babysitting Owen, who was ill from his first baby shots.

I AM AN ORPHAN

Just when I need their wisdom, I find that my parents have both abandoned me.  Where does a grown man go when he needs fatherly advice.  My in-laws have left too!  My step-mother never had children of her own and I wouldn't dare burden her with my problems when she has so many of her own. And my surviving elderly relations are in ill health and I wouldn't want to bother them either. My siblings?  Well, my siblings.... have enough troubles of their own too!  I am not a church going man, so I have no priest, minister or rabi to confide in. My old bartender from my drinking days is dead. The wife and I just can't agree on an answer.


So where DOES a grown man go for advise when he has serious concerns about one of his grown children?

I tell you folks, life is not easy for a 55 year old orphan. 

Grandson Owen

This is Owen sitting in my lap listenig to my heartbeat.

Do you notice the dreamy look on his face?

That is because he is just like his cousin Aden was and he will fall asleep if I lay him on my chest/belly with an ear to my heart. I hope he doesn't outgrow it as fast as she did though.  She caught on quick that laying on Grandpa's chest = nap.

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But then my stomach rumbled !

And here he is looking over Grandma's shoulder

This little guy isn't always serious, but it sure is difficult to get a good picture of him smiling, they always end up a little out of focus because he is a little wiggle worm. Of course the fact that my dead camera decided to come back to life with a zombie like existance and only takes about 1 out of 20 good pictures doesn't exactly help much either.

Some of his first solid food...rice cereal.

And more today.

Waiting for the next spoonful,  I think he likes it.

After his cereal I was showing him some of the photos I had taken of him and we were picking out a few for this blog.

He wasn't too happy with some of my choices, especially the almost nude ones with just his diaper on!

So, I let him pick out the ones he wanted to show you.

He was much happier then, and didn't even put up a fuss when Grandma took him for a nap.

Yup, Grandkids ARE the reward for letting your children live.