Monday, November 19, 2012

 I'm pretty sure Sandy does not appreciate Owen's toddler love.

 Ready to go tubing again. This year she knows exactly what to expect.


 Bud's mom has a natural talent for story-telling. She can take the most mundane event (a trip to the grocery store, filling up with gas, mowing the lawn) and create such a magical story that you feel you have really missed out on something special. I love hearing Bud giggle (yes giggle) when he is on the phone with his mom, listening to the stories. Kezzie is now old enough to start listening to "Marie Stories." Marie stories are something special. Every grandchild knows them, but they never get old. Mom claims she only has about three stories that she keeps repeating, but I don't think it's the plot line, I think it's the way the story is told that makes you want to listen again and again. As you can see, Kezzie was quite enthralled with her first taste of "Marie Stories."
 Lounging around with Grandpa.
 The only way Owen knows how to do things: up close and personal.



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