Okay. I promised you all baby pictures.
This above is Baby Glowstick.He’s four months now. I just picked him up from Tinkerbell. She worked until 1 am and opted out of brunch at Cracker Barrel.
This is Summy-Sum holding Glowstick. She really loves her nephew. She’s going to be a great mom one day.
No-No and Summy-Sum deciding what they’re going to have from the Cracker Barrel menu…well sort of. I interrupted them to get a picture.
This is my Dad and his girlfriend. I’m glad he has her. Last October, Dad fractured his femur and didn’t realize it. He’s suffered terribly because of it. Not to mention, he’s got a plethora of health issues like Fibromyalgia. It’s been a rough a year for him.
Glowstick says, “I want some pancakes.”
Glowstick says, “Please. I want some pancakes!”
Glowstick says, “I love you Great-Grandpa. You’re my favorite.”
Glowstick says, “Can we hang out and rock allllll day? Pleeeeease.”
Hanny says, “No. We’ve got to go pick up your cousin Ho-Ho.”
Glowstick says, “Awww man.”
The above is E-wee and Ho-Ho. Can you believe he’s 8 months old now? I can’t. He’s like carrying around a bag of bowling balls. My arms were killing me when I got home.
Ho-Ho says, “Where have you been Hanny? I haven’t seen you in like forever."
Ho-Ho says, “Where’s the juice and cookies?”
Ho-Ho says, “A purse strap will do. This is good chewing.”
Ho-Ho says, “Bubba juice is good.”
That’s all the pictures I have to share. Wished I had more but every time I go down there’s always some kind of drama going on. Lot’s of she said and she said and did…blah….blah. My daughters got along better when they were little.
The new blah-blah is ‘my baby’s cuter’, “your baby’s head is too big’, and ‘your baby smells bad’. And then there’s this blah-blah..’she’s not being a good mother’. It comes out of both pie holes. So tell me I don’t have fodder for more books.
That’s all for now folks!”
Later in the ink all,
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