Sunday, May 18, 2008

Tiny Bubbles, make me happy












Ok maybe it's not the bubbles that were making me happy this evening.
Papa and I had the kids the other night and snapped a few pictures, we were out on the back porch playing with the bubble machine. I know, how lazy is it that we have a machine to blow bubbles with but hey when you are my age anything to make it easier , plus Nathan keeps dumping the other ones , we kind of get a two for one deal with it as the kats enjoy chasing them almost as much as the babies. By the way notice what Sam has in her hand, she is getting indoctrinated early to golf, but to tell the truth she like Nathan when he was that small goes straight for the golf club and ball if she can, maybe we will get a "Tiger" yet. These babies are the light of my life, I can hardly go a day and not see them, sometimes Helen will say "Mom it's only been a day" but to a grandparent it seems like 10. I suppose one day when they are tearing thru the house like crazy little monkeys I will be wanting it to be 10 but can't imagine that right now.














1 comment:

Nancy Seaman said...

One of the advantages to being a "young" grandmother is that you still have your marbles by time the kids can carry on a real conversation. We are blessed aren't we? Sometimes I need tiny bubbles in the bathtub after they go home!