Henry popping out of the approaching stroller supposed to be hiding, “Here I am!”
Little hugs hello.
Eleanor looking at me with curiosity then smiling her little toothless grin.
Squirt “guns” as presents, to be referred to as “squirters” pronounced as “scwirtews”.
Little naughty boys who couldn’t help themselves, had to squirt Gwamma in the face with a little naughty grin. Both of them. And squirting Eleanor. Eleanor not minding at all.
The boys watering the plants and Henry announcing it is to make them grow. When I squirted him to make him grow, he insisted, “No, I’m just a boy”. Then he carefully squirted each of my flower tattoos to make them grow.
Emmet’s non stop chattering, a running dialogue with the world about everything he was doing and every thought in his head. Later I told him, “Emmet, you have a lot to say.” He agreed.
Emmet thanking me every ten minutes or so. “Thank you for coming to play with us.” “Thank you for eating lunch with us, Grandma.” “I’m so glad you came to see us today.” “Thank you for coming to look at our new playground, Grandma.” It’s quite possible that he’s the sweetest boy on the planet.
Henry not giving hugs but then piling his sweet little body onto mine on the couch.
Henry asked me, “Gwamma, where are your fweinds?” I said, “What friends?” “Papa and Joel.”
The little dark rings around the huge irises of Eleanor’s eyes. Her sweet baby rolls that look like muscles on her arms. Their little thighs and arms.
Henry’s swimsuit sagging and his little crack showing. I squirted him with the squirt “gun” then he came over and said, “I’m gonna squirt your butt.” Great.
Eleanor slurping up spaghetti noodles.
Emmet’s attention span for activities that is at least three times as long as mine. “Let’s play something else, Emmet.” “I’m not done playing this, Grandma.”
Eleanor squealing.
Eleanor looking more like a little girl than a baby riding in the stroller with her sun hat.
Henry’s big blue eyes and silly smile.
Emmet’s haircut and handsome face and eyes.
Henry running around naked pulling on his little willie hiding and refusing to put on his pants.
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