Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Grandparent's Day


Last night when I talked to Rissi on the phone 
she reminded me:

"Don't forget, Grammy!  Tomorrow is grandparents day.  If you can't find my room just ask someone to tell you where Mrs. Jones classroom is." 

We were 1 minute late.  Rissi looked sad, sitting there all alone with the other kids surrounded by their grandparents.  

She was so happy to see us!


We watched the children play bingo...


Rissi was so excited that her hands were shaking...


Her and another little boy made funny faces at each other, and laughed. 

I heard the boy telling his grandma that him and Marissa always make funny faces at each other.  

"She's really cute!" His grandma said.  

But... Rissi informed me  "no, that is not my boyfriend", then she showed me the boy that "she's in love with".  LOL


Pop-pop showed her where we live...


And Rissi showed us around the classroom.  Then it was time to leave.  Rissi looked sad as we waved goodbye.


And we received a treasure that will always bring me back to a special day...  a day when I have never felt more loved or so very important in a little girl's life. 

 Being a part of grandparent's day was an honor.  

My sweet Marissa is a blessing 
and I thank God daily for my very first grand-angel...   


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Special Day


Just a few pictures from the Special day...  

The Wedding  

Gary and Sue walk their beautiful daughter down the sandy beach to give her hand in marriage....


And...


They each do their part in keeping their daughter's dress train from blowing in front of her face while she says her vows.   


Stacy and her Dad pose for pictures while Vinny looks on...

More to come...

Monday, September 24, 2012

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Dear Diary,

Me, as a pup
I feel like a puppy again.  The days are cooler and I'm loving it. Mom says I'm much more active.  She says autumn has brought me back to life.


I love the fall smells and mom laughs when she hears me snorting. 

 I. Can't. Help. It.  


 Today is a special day.  It's my birthday.  And though I'm feeling like a puppy I'm really 8 years old today!!  

Seriously.  I don't look that old, right?

I'm not sure why there's such a big deal about birthdays around here.  But I'm not about to question these weird traditions.  All I know is..  Today I went to Dairy Queen and got ice cream AFTER I went to the tennis courts to RUN!! 

 "Gracie's Special Day", according to mom.


Dad wasn't happy because I drooled on his good shirt.


But I got my ice cream, and that's all that really matters.


After a short wait... of course...


And then the prize...  


HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!