My Cup is Full and Running Over

'My cup is full and running over'.  

Does anybody remember that song from 

Bible School years ago? 

That's how I feel right now. 

One more grandchild has made a big difference in our lives.

 I can't get enough of Summer's sweetness. 

But there is Rissi who needs to feel 

continued love  and attention...

Then there's Jake who doesn't get nearly as much time as the girls, one reason being that I don't fully trust him around Gracie and I have to watch him very closely.

This week has been back to back grandkids.  

Summer. Rissi. Jake.  

A dear friend came today turning my living room into a studio ~ setting up a photo shoot for the girls.

The pictures are beautiful.

 I miss blogging and visiting you all...

I see some R & R in the near future...  

Because my Grand obligations 

have been fulfilled for a time.

And though I love my time with the little darlings.... 

 I like my quiet time as well.  

And so does Gracie.

It Doesn't Take a Detective For This One...

Me: (at the grocery store)  Oh, look!  Lucky Charms are on sale.  Should I get a box for you too?

Gary:  No.

Me:  Are you sure?  I don't want you touching mine.  You eat all of the marshmallow's and that's the best part.

Gary:  I'm not going to touch them.  

Me:  You better not!

FAST FORWARD - ONE WEEK LATER

Me:  You were into my Lucky Charms!

Gary:  No I wasn't.

Me:  Then why is there a clip on the top of the bag?  I always  fold it over.  It doesn't take a detective to figure this one out...  AND...  what happened to the marshmallows?  

Gary:  Gracie?

Dear Diary,  

Make. Her. Stop.  It's baby this and baby that and isn't she cute and no, she's not talking about me.  

  What's so cute about it?  Gracie.

"HEY!  YA GOT ANY COOKIES IN THERE?"

Fanatical Friday

Fanatic?  Who, me? 

Obsessed?  Just a little...

Should I apologize?  Probably so...

I promise...  my Grammy high will pass.

And I'll be normal again...

It's not my fault you know....

If she'd just stop being so cute...

 If they would stop being so cute...

Summer on her birth day...  (taken with Lindsey's phone and for some reason I can't get this picture to rotate)

 Dear Diary,

Pinky = Rissi's best friend.  She's pink, just like her name and she wears a different outfit every day.  I'd like to tear her from limb to limb (cause that's what us dogs like to do)  but Pinky is OFF LIMITS.  

Bambi = Rissi's blankie and comforter for all of her life. I want to snuggle with Bambi and see what all the fuss is about but 

Bambi is OFF LIMITS.  

But I watch and wait...  and fantasize... Maybe some day.   Gracie.