Like...we also visited Nanny and Papa [Keith's maternal grandparents, if you're new here] in Canton. It was just a quick visit since we didn't want to leave too many cooties behind, but it was a good one! Here is Nanny with Cole. He warmed right up to her and together they looked at Cat. Cat. Cat. Cat. Cole likes to repeat words over and over as he points at them. Loooook! Cat. Cat. Cat. Cat.
Grady is going through a Momma and Dada-liking phase, and that means they like most other people less right away. So he first preferred to sit on my lap...
...but when he looked over and realized Nanny was holding some Nack-Nacks [snacks], he was all too willing to move over to Nanny's lap for a bit. Well, heeelllooooooo, Nanny. Whatcha got there for me?
Meanwhile, Cole found a fish, and pointed them out to Uncle Ronnie. Loook! Shish. Shish. Shish. Shish. Shish.
That's it for now, I'm off to take my shot of NyQuil. Hopefully it will stop my lungs from trying to thrust their way out of my throat when I cough. Damn PMO.
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