Today’s weather report called for some hazy sunshine, after the Valley fog burned off and, as usual, they were correct.
This face. Her smile. Those twinkle-y, bright blue eyes. The perfect way that her nose crinkles with that smile. I love all of these things. I just love me some Hazey-sunshine.
NaPhoPoMo day 25
Books are gold.
Nothing else really needs to be said.
It’s that kind of day. You know, where know matter what you say or the fact that you are right and that you can even show that you are right in black and white you remain the one who is bringing on negativity…blowing things way out of proportion…and on and on. Honestly, I don’t wish to waste my energy on such drama-trauma that really isn’t all that dramatic or traumatic. No, I’d much rather curl up with this kid and read a book.
NaPhoPoMo day 6
There is no doubt at all that grandchildren are super awesome. Great-grandhcildren, I imagine are even greater than super awesome because my memories with my great grandparents, Chester and Austa Caudle, are definitely my happiest childhood memories. Obviously I had to be their favorite. In my own imagination this is true. Of course I was the only one who named one of my children after one of them. That certainly secured my status of favorite great-grandhcild. Still I am thinking the ultimate has to be great-great grandchildren. It has to be.
Especially when one shares your name!
I am so happy that Hazel the Second and Fallon the First got to spend some time yesterday with Hazel the First.
Not to change the subject or anything but I want to look this hot when I am days from my 95th birthday.
Thank you Red Ribbon Week for the fun that has been Pajama Days, Twin Day, Super Hero Day, Hat Day, Disney Day, USA Day and Dress for Success Day. Thank you for teaching our kids and grandkids that it is cool to say no…yes, they still are teaching our kids the simplicity of just saying no at school. Most of all, thank you for teaching and encouraging our kids and grandkids to come home armed with all kinds of knowledge to tell us that beer is a drug and so are cigarettes and coffee
and, only because I just had to bring it up, so is wine.
.Extra credit if the kids and grandkids take on a super, superior judge-y tone when they lecture you for opening that bottle of drugs, er, wine and pouring yourself a glass because, at the end of the day spent chasing after them you are so ready to put your feet up and enjoy a glass of Zin.
FYI, my darling husband: Hazel is gunning for you! Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.
Mima! Look what I can do.
And with seemingly no effort what so ever, Hazel lifts her right leg holding on to her ankle straight up and just stands there.
Of course it is made all the more awesome because she is wearing my Oz 3D glasses.
Want to know how long I can hold my leg like this?
How long, Hazel?
Oh about seven minutes. Watch…one…two…three…four…five…six…seven.
She lets go and lowers her leg down.
Seven minutes, Mima! Pretty cool, huh?
Definitely. Just as cool as your timekeeping skills, Hazel.
And she skips off into the other room.
Equally awesome is Hazelwood where you will find a different take on wooden wall art.
From sarcastic and crass to lovely and sentimental, you won’t find this stuff at Target. Oh and they take custom orders too. 100% of the profits support Hazel’s participation on the dance competition team and her ability to stretch her leg like that for “seven minutes” or more.