Ouch, my late night of not feeling well and blogging was not a good idea. Early this morning, two of our favorite visitors arrived at our home. Lil Man brought his Mom to visit his Grampy and Grammy. We have all voted and it's unanimous: Grampy is the baby "hog"...... when he's around, it is a battle to get one's time with Lil Man.
Naturally, Grampy went for Lil Man and was proudly toting him around the house, trying to teach him his telephone number (we are a family of over-achievers) and then the noise! Fear struck in Grampy's eyes and heart. He knew that sound and rumbling from his past parenting experiences. It was dirty diaper time. Our daughter and I told him that it was his project from there on. He insisted Lil Man was too tiny for Grampy to change, but we didn't waiver. And off they went to the nursery. He hadn't lost his touch and in no time at all, Lil Man was clean and happy (but still didn't quite have his telephone number memorized)!
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Go Grampy!! Hahaha! If you're going to hog the baby you've got to deal with ALL the consequences! :)
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