Good Morning Everyone!

Six AM comes awfully early when you have been up and down a few times during the night.  The trick is, at least for me, is to pretend I am still sleeping,  then Monster Boy, aka Ronan, will lay quietly for another half hour before he announces to the household (not that anyone else will hear him over Papa's snores) that the day has begun.  Downstairs it is snuggle time for a bit then MB is ready to watch Dinosaur Train on  the telly. The Wee Fiend, aka Kian, is usually up and joining us by seven or so.  Depending on how long Papa can convince him to stay snuggled in bed. Once TWF is up it is brekkie time.  By this time I am wide awake and manage to feed both boys without injury to myself.  Now most of us are totally awake, fed and ready to start the day. Papa starts emerging from under the covers by eight or nine.  He is definitely not a early riser.  But once he is up and at em the day officially starts. Good morning everyone!

Funny Fridays

Having three grand-babies keeps Hubby John and I young. It's like HJ always says, "if we'd known grandchildren were so much fun we would have had them first!". LOL! Our newest addition to the grand-babie pool is Ronan David.  Ronan was born on 12-12-12.  Lucky little boy.  He is now almost five months old an is starting to become aware of his surroundings and his family.  He is starting to smile more now that his mommy seems to have found what she can and can't eat while breast feeding.   Ronan is a much happier little man than he has been these last few months.  We enjoy him so much and can hardly wait until he starts to play with us.  We don't get him without mommy being there yet, but that will happen eventually.   The wee fiend, Kian, will turn 3 in June.   He is so much fun to be with. He has learned to run, how to say NO, how to flirt and how to make his Grams and Papa laugh...all the time. Papa is his daycare on Fridays and now that I have every other Friday off I get to join in the fun. The WF loves to walk and we do a lot of walking when he's around. He also loves puddles and HJ and I can hardly wait for the spring thaw. Lookout puddles...here we come. My Cutie-Patootie, Neve, is now, according to her, a big girl, not a baby anymore. At eight years of age, she is right in that she is big, but she will always be our grand baby. CP is still a source of humor for us. Whenever we have her, even if only for a few minutes between school and dance classes, she is sure to come out with words of wisdom, that from a eight year olds point of view, make perfect sense. Most of what she says's makes us struggle to keep our laughter from exploding outwards and making her indignant or mad or both. CP is growing up too fast and we don't get enough of her during the school year. Hopefully, come schools end, we will have have her a for a few Fridays.   Won't that be GREAT? All the grand babies on the same day. Come summer, I think HJ and I are in for some funny Fridays.