Grandma's, Freckles & Boobies; Oh, My!

Grammy's doing much better.

Wow! A lot has happened in the last three weeks! First, we decided to drive up on a Friday night to see my Great Grandma (or Grammy as we like to call her) in Sonora. She wasn't feeling too well and thought we should go so I could cheer her up.

Sorry, Aunt Heidi. I just want to eat.

Camo is Cool!

We stayed at my Grandma Jill's  house while we were up there.  I love my Grandma Jill. She makes me laugh and shows me the vegetables and flowers in her garden.
The next day we all drove up to Grammy's, but first we had to stop at this little house by the road that sold fruit and garden statues.  Grandma Jill took pictures and bought some peaches so that she could make us her award-winning peach pie. My Mom and Dad said it tasted really good, then ate the whole pie!  They didn't even save me a piece.   Where are your teeth when you need them?

Grandma Jill, Grammy, Dad & Me

    We were the first to arrive at Grammy's.  But soon came Cousin Jeremy and his family.  They were all dressed in Camo because they were hunting squirrels.
     Next, Aunt Heidi and Uncle Rick arrived. Uncle Rick likes birds and Aunt Heidi tried to hold me, but I really wasn't interested.
     It was fun meeting my family, and I think I really cheered up my Grammy, but by the end, I was very tired.
     The next day we all went to Mom and Dad's favorite store with Grandma, Auntie Sarah and Cousin Shanna.  It's called the Grocery Outlet.  I don't see what the big deal was, the place smelled like onions and motor oil.
     I hope you like the pictures. My family is pretty great and I can't wait to visit them again.

     The next weekend wasn't as fun. Apparently Mom had to go back to work for money.  Mom cried when she left, but, on the first day, I had a great time hanging out with Dad.  We rolled cigars and drank out of a bottle, which is pretty cool because the milk comes out really fast. But by the next day, I was really missing Mom and boobie, but mostly boobie. Dad was good at distracting me, you know, making faces and playing music. And before I knew it, everything was back to normal...until the next weekend...

Can't wait 'til I can go surfing!

Hmm, all this noise seems strangely familiar.

And at last, I did something my Dad has been waiting for me to do since I've been born...I finally went to the beach!!! 

I loved the sound of the waves and watching the interesting people jump in the water with all their clothes on. My Dad calls them tourists.

I saw seagulls and pelicans, put my feet in the sand, and even with all the cover-ups Mom and Dad were using to shade me from the sun, I still came out of it with my first freckle! 

Sure would like to put my hands in that.

     My Dad says we'll come back soon. I'm just counting the days( well, I would if I knew how to count).

What do you mean I can't go in the water?!! I'm Hot!