Friday, May 11, 2012

It’s All About Grand Kids, Ya Know?

Our grand baby got to visit the Oval Office.  Yes, that’s right, the Office of the President of the United States.  On Tuesday evening, Joel and Mary were invited to tour the West Wing and here’s how it happened, according to our daughter in her blog.

“And then the moment came.  As expected, there was a partition and we could not go in.  That was not going to stop me.  Oh no.  My baby was going to go into the Oval Office.  So I did what any reasonable mother would do.  Forget security!  I scooted up as close as I could to that partition and I stuck my belly into the office of the President of the United States.  That's right ladies and gentlemen, Baby Fortner was in the Oval Office.”

G’Pa and G’Ma can only hope that this child has enough common sense to stay out of that office once he/she gets to be over 35 years old.  Now does Mary sound like she takes after her father or what?  Nah, I wouldn’t do something like that.

Well, yesterday we got to go to one of our most favorite places of all time – Market Basket.  We are always amazed at how much food we come home with compared to shopping Wally World in Fairhope.  First of all, there is no sales tax so that saves us eighteen to twenty dollars right there.  Then the prices overall are a little lower, however, there are a few things that are a little more expensive as well.  Their produce and meats are always much, much better than Uncle Wally’s.  Yep, it is one of the highlights whenever we are in New Hampshire.

After everyone got home from w*rk and sch**l, Marc cooked some pork loins on the grill.  I had “doctored up” some of Dukes original baked beans (does that make them Doctor Dukes baked beans?).  And we had some apple slices.  Needless to say, we had some more Grand Kids time.  Lola and Rocco’s feet never stop moving; they are couple of “live wires” that’s for sure.  Busy, busy, busy.  Going, going, going.  But, it’s nice to be with them and watch them go, go, go.  We even get to hold them for a few seconds here and there.  And, they are always willing to stop for a hug. 

Then there’s Miss Briana.  She’s so quiet and refined.  How did she ever get into this family?  What a neat young lady.  Today G’Pa and G’Ma get to pick her up from school.  It’s still unbelievable that next year she’ll start High School.  Glad we’re not getting any older!!!!

As for our Grand Kids in Tennessee, Catia has had to get eyeglasses while Kalina’s eye patch time is about to be reduced (she wears an eye patch on her good eye in order to strengthen her weaker eye).  Radek’s eyes have checked out okay, but how do you know for sure with a 22 month old?  “Can you read the letters?”  “A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y.”  “Yep, your eyes are good.”  Anyway, that’s some of what’s new in the Volunteer State.

It’s all about Grand Kids, ya know?  May God Bless  - - - - - - - - - - -

1 comment:

  1. I can't imagine life without my grandkids.
    They. Are. Fun.