For any of you who may not know, my son Jim and his wife Melissa welcomed Jonathan (see photo) last May. This is what he looks like now. The picture does not do justice to his ears or his hair (what there is of it) which already shows signs of being red like his daddy's. He's a happy baby. Eats, sleeps, and goes through diapers.
The beautiful young woman holding him is Melissa's middle daughter Marisela. Melissa had three daughters and a toddler granddaughter when she and Jim married. . That made Jonathan an uncle the moment he was born. Jim has three teens; two boys and a girl.
My other son Tim has been growing his beard once again and Jonathan discovered it yesterday with both hands. He would not let go. I can sympathize; I learned the hard way about pierced ears and babies.
Update: I forgot to mention I was at their house with Tim the other day and distinctly heard our genius of a baby gurgle "I love you". He did it twice. Tim says it's his favorite gurgle and always cracks people up.
The girls went to a Christian hip hop concert ??? with their mom tonight. I said I'd be glad to drive them as long as I didn't have to stay. I must be getting old. I don't like hip hop, Christian or otherwise, but the girls love it. They came home about thirty minutes ago. Elcie and Rebecca are already asleep (Rebecca fell asleep on my bed - we moved her). The vampire Rochelle shouldn't be far behind. She's always the last one.
Oh, the post below this one was me learning how to do images (as opposed to photos from my camera). I have now learned how to save and rename an image and actually get it here. Once I succeeded, I moved on to copying a photo from email. Now if I can just remember tomorrow what I did today. People have explained it to me over and over. It wasn't sinking in.
The horse is my favorite breed of the non-draft horses, an Appaloosa. We'll consider the lion my entry in Friday cat blogging.
I've about decided, especially after I read the comments, to let the rehab people do some of my driving. I'll take him Monday and talk to them. It will depend on what time he has to be picked up. If it's too early, I may change the appointment back to afternoons since it won't matter to Ray, only to me. Even one day out of three would make a big difference.
And, speaking of comments, thanks everybody. Maybe I needed to hear it's okay not to do everything.
Sunday is the annual church picnic/potluck at Lake Yosemite (actually a reservoir). I'm wavering between lasagne and a big macaroni salad. It's going to be hot again so I may go with the salad and bake some chicken. Lasagne is quite a project and I'd have to buy the cheese. I don't keep mozzarella and ricotta around. On the other hand, I have everything I need for macaroni salad and baked drumsticks. And perhaps even a peach cobbler. I haven't made one in a while. Too hot to bake.
It's now past midnight and the end of a long day. Have a great weekend and be careful out there.