Still waiting.
In the meantime, one particular gentleman has discovered just the button to push to eliminate the possibility of a grumpy mom. It looks something like this.

Can you look at that face and be grumpy? I didn't think so.

Neither, apparently, can Sir O.

1 week until Mr Renn's first real job interview. Are we ready to start behaving like real grown-ups? I don't think many people in our generation are - I think that whole "self-esteem" movement backfired that way; inducing a pandemic of peter-pan-syndrome. Chances are we all know at least one someone who's fallen victim to it. My bishop reminded me recently of how lucky I am to have a husband who is perfectly willing to work to provide for his family. Sometimes I am dense; it's a human condition and part of the nature of the natural man. We forget things. Important things. All the time.
Luckily there are smiling babies around to help us remember.
3 comments:
Yes, that boy is a medicinal cure for grumpiness. I love having a little one to cure my grumpy moments. Wish I could bottle it up so I wouldn't want 5 more babies. :)
Oh, I am in love!
Wow, what a sweet little guy! I think he may just have an old soul behind those sweet looks. Good luck to Renn! Keep us posted on what happens.
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