Just hanging out in a bucket on my grandmother's front porch with my Aunt Lila. I don't know why I'm in a bucket. But you can tell that I thought I was the stuff! Also, I have a memory of being terrified by Lad - but I don't look very scared, do I?
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2024 Project 365 – Week Fifty-one
Thanks for your lovely comments on the Christmas poem (our 33rd!). I struggled this year, which has frankly been true for a number of years....
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First, I'd like to talk about my funeral experience today. The singing was fine – I'm no Susan Boyle, but I'll do. When we... -
It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday! I’m so full of chocolate cake it’s just crazypants (details below). Lots of photos from this week, so bu...
You seem pretty happy, but then, Lad is behind you. Maybe you didn't know he was there!
ReplyDeleteCute picture, reminds me of a photo we have of our son in a camping cooler at Crater Lake.
ReplyDeleteLove that pic. I have a big old metal tub in my attic. I keep meaning to get it down during the summer and fill it with water and take a pic of our youngest grand in it. You've just reminded me. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI checked the 'follow comments'' option on my blog. I hope it works. Please let me know. Thanks for telling me.
Little kids and cats...they always like sitting in small containers. Ha!
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