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Love, Val

 We had a couple of guys here early in the week, nothing but fun all around, in every way.  She’s just little and energetic, figuring things out.  The vet came to our house today.  She’s up to 37.5 pounds, the happily size of a usual Kindergartner. And all that sassy and cute.  Artists at work:

 Some pictures from the Birthday Party last night, where they did the New Year’s Eve countdown:  Back home again, cluttery house, tree dry as toast:  She’s been here many New Year’s Eves. First time she made it all the way to midnight.  In the morning she was in my bed with me and Grandpa, tucked

 It was a lovely long day, is not even over indeed yet, with a grandchild on her grandpa’s pillow now.  This is a bouquet Kirsten sent to Maria, prettiest bouquet on the table:  More flowers.  I do love fresh flowers.  Maria made this out of printer paper. Wow.  A poo-tell:  And the feasting begins. We

We had this Monday night–Kari’s NHS night as a junior. It’s November. These are Tim’s bare knees. In November. Today I called my brother about some computer problem, and when I checked back with him to tell him we’d figured it out he said, “Yes, I called your house, and some Manly-Type Person told me

 It was a long, weird week. Progress continued on the painting–looking excellent.  More work was done today. We cleaned up the patio, but these guys took things out again on Tuesday. That’s all right. There was energy to burn.  Yesterday Alicia’s car was being worked on, so she came to our house to wait the

 We worked on leaves. Tim ran the mower. He got up there scraping, and it was worse than it looked from the ground.  I cleaned the kitchen cupboards and drawers.  I enjoy washing the pretty dishes and putting them back all sparkly in clean cupboards.  (Dealing with drawers and tossing expired spices? Meh.) The stove

What a great day. Thanks for being our grandchild, Buddy. Love, Grandma and Grandpa

 The light and the trees, gorgeous.  Yeah, doing stunts on a woodpile.  We scrubbed with soap and bleach.  It has to be done once in a while.  Sunday night Birthday Party, two little angels entertained by battery operated toy of my grandmother’s.  And young squirrels, enjoying a fresh, evening breeze.  Cake time!  M’ria?  I do

 Last week, on a warm, sunny evening, Heidi and I took some kids to a pumpkin patch near her home. Afterward we went back to her house and ate ravioli for supper and it was a fine, fall evening.  What’s a chicken with a puffy hair do? What a great night. Love, Grandma