Saturday, 5/12/2012

Balloon in hand

Trying to fit in the lazy susan

"Let's read some books. Gran!"

My awesome post-op half-smile

"Is this how monkey bars are done, Dad?"

Balloon stuck on other side of door = massive dilemma

Friday, 5/11/2012

"Good morning!"

Feeding the dogs

"Trash truck!!!"

How many times can Greg say "trash can" in ~2 minutes?

Sam's run

"Balloon!!!"

"How many rocks did you get?"

"Mac and cheese, a balloon... what more do I need?"

Signing a card

Thursday, 5/10/2012

Understandably, I was advised to avoid picking up or holding Greg for the first few days after my oral surgery. He could potentially hit me in the face and cause serious issues with the surgical site. Greg was struggling with this fact and it was hard to explain it to him.

That morning he asked to be held and I couldn't say no to the look on his face. I told him to be gentle on Mama, Andrew picked him up, and Greg calmly laid his head on my shoulder. Seeing the picture later, I was reminded of another from nearly two years ago.

23 months old

11 days old

"Awesome tower, Gran!"

"Slides are fun either way!"

"Gran's lap is more comfortable than that highchair."

Pre-bed puzzle time... on the deck... in his diaper...