Guys and Dolls … I Mean Guy and Doll
I have a few more pictures from my trip to San Bruno that I want to share with my Dear Readers. These babies are growing up fast and I want to capture every moment. I really don’t think that 63,520 pictures for a four-day weekend is exorbanent. After all, taking pictures is harmless. I could have spent all my time drinking and scaring the neighbor children by chasing them with my teeth out.
Weezy is sitting in her BUMBO chair. It is designed to help
children learn to sit up. Please notice the blue
dotted Swiss dress that she is wearing. Another vintage dress.
We have pics of Katie wearing this at about the same age.
My guy and doll. That delightfully attractive women behind
the children is “yours truly.”
Eloise Grewe is smiling now. When Movy makes snorting pig noises,
she cracks up. Roscoe also loved snorting pig noises at this age.
Roscoe doesn’t miss a chance to hold his baby cousin.
In this picture, he is teaching her proper bink behavior.
One of those magic moments that last in a memory forever.
Thank you Perpetua.
Very poignant. This makes me cry.
“Mom, take this stinkin’ bow. Chicks who roll with the Roscoenator
don’t wear no bows.”
Every mother’s dream. Enough said.
Party duds for our Perfect, Pretty Princess.
The shoes kill me.
I thank you again, Perpetua - with all our heart.
Anonymous says:
Wow! Who is the amazing seamstress that added the fabo flowers to Weezy’s party dress? She obviously has an eye for style and terrific fine motor skills! Wouldn’t it be adorable if Weezy’s gorgeous and very thin mother wore a matching dress?
A Completely Anonymous Reader
Anonymous says:
I completely agree- mom should wear a matching dress, that would be fabo.