good sports
my thrifty dad
But by suppertime, Dad had found his thrifty fix. He bought matching towels at the dollar store and a ream of electrical tape and beamed as he told us he thought the chairs at least have another year in them. Maybe more.
And you know, they were comfy. Felt like a terrycloth towel wrapped in electrical tape, but they were comfy. And I have to believe there are no other patio chairs in the universe quite like the ones we enjoyed as we picnicked the rest of the week.
good morning great grandma
Ivar is a smiley baby. He is so responsive lately and loves when others give him some good, solid eye contact with happy faces. He rewards others for taking notice of him and will smile and make sweet sounds to keep their attention. He's quite the sweetheart, if I do say so myself.
mr. sun
say no more
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