1. If I cry.....I get a cookie.
2. If I laugh......I get a cookie.
3. If I sit down.....I get a cookie.
No, I'm just kidding, but there were definitely some cookies consumed over the past couple of weeks. There was also a lot of playing outside, and going for wagon rides with Grandpa. I'm not really even sure where they went or what they did, but I know they had a lot of fun. Grandma (when she wasn't busy making perogies), played a lot of peekaboo and chase around the house. Robbie obviously had a great time, as was evidenced by him wanting absolutely nothing to do with me when I got home from work. He just wanted Grandpa. Rob still goes into "Grandma and Grandpa's room" at least once a day, and just looks around like "hey, where did they go?" I think he's looking for Grandma's hand lotion, which he took a strong liking to for some reason. We wish they lived closer, but we are glad we will see them very soon, in the summer time. Oh, and by the way, Gregg says no more toys that make noise.
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Why is it that Grandmothers are blamed for everything? I'm really incensed that everything seems to be my fault. On the other hand, I DON'T CARE!!! Robbie is a gem and deserves every attention paid to him as he returns the favour and then some.
Grandma
Yippy Skippy for G&G. Rob is a lucky dude to have 2 people who love him so much!
PS Go Canada!
PPS Can Maren and I come with when you go North? I could use some of those so-good-they-are-evil cookies she makes.
Wellllll!!??? Isn't that what Grandmas are for??? I know this Nana is looking forward to her time for "Grandma input"!!! Can't wait to see how (or if) he walks down the aisle at Danielle's wedding!
Love you much-long distance
Nana Bywater
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