Need I Say More?
Because I don't know how to do a blog post without out talking, I do need to say more. There is a story with these photos and it goes like this...
Once upon a time there was a very fussy little boy. Not milk or juice, cookies or cheese, movies or music, nor toys and games and certainly not his mommy or daddy could fix his tears and sorrows. Even the most magical place in all the land could not help this little boy. You see, even at the Park he still cried and threw some dragon-like fits.
His mommy's ears and head were starting to hurt from all the sad noises coming from inside her home. She did everything she knew how to do, then left the rest up to daddy when he got home from work. Daddy did his best while mommy made dinner, but nothing could break the poor little boys spell.
Then, at last, the doorbell rang. Grandma and Papa came in to join us for dinner and though the little boy didn't want to eat and spilled everything off his tray, it was what happened after dinner that saved the day.
Haha! Those two just stare at each other instead of looking at the book.
ReplyDeleteI know! I think it is because my dad is both of their favorite, and Zach got to sit in his lap that time. Lydia was calling dibs for the next story!
ReplyDeleteAhhh...aren't grandparents the best? And you're a great storyteller, by the way! ~ Lisa
ReplyDeleteThese grandparents look so young and stylish! And you can tell they love their grandchildren too. :)
ReplyDeleteisn't it amazing what grandparents can do?! My parents are not the same people I grew up when they are around my boys. Its amazing to see them and I just love them even more!
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