My Faith and Joy… and Boys!

Short legs, tall ambitions:

What’s better than a sunny 80 degree spring day?  Enjoying that weather with your beloved grandparents!

Grammie and her fellow blondie:

Grandpa and his fellow sports-loving guy:

Grandpa instructing Becky and Jimmy how to play basketball:

Susie didn’t need any instruction on how to watch from the sidelines:

All of us enjoying a surprise Edible Arrangement from Grammie’s good friend (THANK YOU, CONNIE!):

The girls especially loved the chocolate-covered strawberries:

Danny learned first-hand how food always tastes better on a stick!

Introducing the kids’ newest invention: the exercise-climb-slide-crash-into-ping-pong-table circuit!

Yup, Tommy the cat is still around.  We don’t see him much these days, as the next-door neighbors have unofficially adopted him (more specifically, Tommy adopted them).  But we still see enough of him.  The other day, the kids were out playing in the yard and Tommy strolled over.  Jimmy LOVES the cat, and he enthusiastically rambled up to the feline to pet/hug/squish him.  Tommy wasn’t keen on the idea, so he gave Jimmy a bite.  Now, Jimmy walks around pointing to his wrist saying, “Boo boo.  Cat.  Boo boo” in a sorrowful voice.  I don’t think he’s sorry the cat bit him; he’s just sorry he’s now banned from thinking about touching the furry creature. 

All that to say, some pets are best kept at arm’s length.  Or behind glass!