Good grief.....I haven't posted since Sunday! Where does the time fly? I have been quite busy at work this week, which seems to translate into exhaustion in the evening - ha! Can you relate? I'm sure you can.
I love this picture of Alan and my parents. He was just a babe in arms, about a year old. We lived in Charleston (SC) and spent a lot of time on the road visiting my family here (home in Florida). We finally moved back to Florida when he was four years old, but in the meantime I was trying to make the marriage last. Well, I guess I didn't try hard enough. So here we are twenty years later.
Does this white-haired tot look like a future astrophysicist? Click on the photo to see it larger - he is so precious! I know that you also have certain photos that just make your hea
rt sing. This is one of those photos for me. Of course he is only wearing a diaper. He would strip at the drop of a hat. If he reads this, he will killlllll me! But I remember one such event rather clearly. He was not more than 2 or 3 years old. My mom and my sister Jeannie had driven up to see 'the baby' for a few days. Alan was the first grandchild (of only two - I did my part!). So we decided to go shopping. Now I can't remember the name of the store...it was one of those Walmart impersonators - sort of like the Bealls we have now here in Florida.
rt sing. This is one of those photos for me. Of course he is only wearing a diaper. He would strip at the drop of a hat. If he reads this, he will killlllll me! But I remember one such event rather clearly. He was not more than 2 or 3 years old. My mom and my sister Jeannie had driven up to see 'the baby' for a few days. Alan was the first grandchild (of only two - I did my part!). So we decided to go shopping. Now I can't remember the name of the store...it was one of those Walmart impersonators - sort of like the Bealls we have now here in Florida. Well. it must have been a particularly hot day. Or perhaps Alan had just had enough shopping with three grown women. Can you blame him? Well, whatever the reason.....we were walking down the aisle, looking at 'stuff', pushing a cart (to carry our purses, of course!).....when all of a sudden, Alan stops drops his shorts and promptly begins trying to pull them off over his little tennis shoes (a side note - do you call them sneakers, tennis shoes.....what else???). Before we could stop him....RIP! Off comes the diaper! This is why they made velcro disposble diapers, right? So that our babies can embarrass us in the middle of the store! Good grief!
Well, you have to laugh. And we had a good laugh, even at the time. I always said that he was good for hours of free entertainment. And he still is. He can be so silly sometimes. I just love that kid!
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Paper: Moon Doggie Paper Packet, Sorbet , Indian Corn Blue and Tulip CS (CTMH)
Other: Heartfelt Die-Cuts, Journaling Spots
Sweet dreams,
Deb
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3 comments:
What a sweet story and a great layout. You have been busy, I haven't seen you on the blogs anywhere. Hope you are doing well. Did that shuttle go off yesterday? I kept watching for it and then forgot since it kept getting delayed.
Great layout Deb!! And what a precious photo!!
Love your layout, befitting of the great photograph! Love your story, too! It doesn't seem like 20 years should have passed already, does it? I know that's how I feel.Good thing Alan is still making you laugh. I've got one like that, too, and love 'im to bits.
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