Showing posts with label Allie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Allie. Show all posts

Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Grandparent Code

If pirates can have a code, then so can grandparents. The first of my codes would be:
1. Never go longer that a month without seeing the grandkiddies.
Now I love Scott and Lori with all my heart but how can they compare with the faces of these cuties.

Allie is so good natures and loves to be touched. She giggles a lot when her clothes are changed.

She is so good natured and happy.


Jackson makes us fill so comfortable. When we come to visit, he just makes us fill so much a part of his life and just accepts us for how we are. We were eating dinner and Jackson decided to hid under the table, I put the camera under the table and snapped the shot, that is how I got the first picture. The third one he was reading "The Little Engine that Could". He is so smart.

Jacks and I were talking about sports and I told him that I would come and cheer for him when he is playing basketball. I was showing him how I could be loud by cupping my hands around my mouth. Then he got really excited and said that he had a way of making it much louder. He mumbled something about toilet paper, so I thought he was running to get the toilet paper roll. He came back with the metal rod that holds the roll and then proceeded to tell me all the different uses it has to make things loud, to play music, to whistle. It was funny but what was funnier was that he had been thinking about this "instrument" for a long time! Scott and Lori...look out!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Being a Grandma is not half bad





Allie is so beautiful and has the cutest hair. Where did she get curly hair? She is such a good baby too. I got to hold her for hours, it was so sweet. I am afraid that Scott has doomed himself to coaching girl's basketball. Allie is off the charts in height. What can I say, she is a Crossley. Story goes that when the Crossley ancestor in Leeds, England died, they had to leave the hearse carriage doors open to let the coffin stick out because he was so tall.

Janna was gone two days and we were feeling that the nest was a little too empty, so we invited Jackson to have a "sleep-over" with Grandpa Bear. It makes me smile just to think about the nice time we had. Some of the cute things he said: we were shopping and I kept wandering up and down the aisle because I couldn't decide on something. I just he was getting sea-sick in the cart because he finally said "Grandma, get your head around it". Thanks Scott, I wonder where he learned that. He also talked me into a pumpkin that had to be carved at our house so it would scare the snakes away. Apparently his throwing my onions at them, does not work. I got a little teary eyed on Sunday when we pulled into the church parking lot and he said "This is Janna's church, is Janna inside?" He is so smart.