food, crochet, merriment
Being the good “Grammy” that I am…
I’m quite certain that part of my keeping-an-eye-on-the-baby job…
is to keep her…
from doing…
this.
But seriously, how could I? Why would I…
when it’s just so dang cute?
Besides, Baby Chompy comes from a ancient and noble line…
of covert Tree Trim Tasters.
How can she help it?
It’s in her blood.
What we’ve discovered is that Baby Chompy really loves…purple.
It’s a rather specific purple…with a dash of yellow.
We’re certain she has had this particular preference from birth. It’s quite a natural wonder.
It’s apparently in her DNA.
Heh, heh, heh.
about the glossy ads…
when you think no one is looking…
and you’re completely free to check out the bargains…
or nibble on them.
It’s just so hard to be patient and wait for all those sales…
especially when you’re really hungry right now…
and you still think no one is watching.
But Baby Chompy…here’s something you need to know.
Your good mama is always watching.
peaceful looking baby you’ve got there ma’am.
hahaha…get it? Peace-ful baby. hahaha.
Ooooh…I crack myself up.