GB came over to watch the Daytona 500 with G.  Unfortunately, they've added so much pre-race stuff to the programming that the actual race never came on before he had to get BB home again.  It is always nice to see the two of them together, though.

 
 

Despite bitter cold and a spitting rain/snow combination, today was a great day!

Here is BB, waiting outside for the mass to end so that we can enter for his big celebration.


G's sister (whose son Aidan takes his middle name from) holding the other infant grandson, MB.


The two little cousins at the reception afterwards-totally interested, as you can tell, in all the commotion around them.


 
 

When our son was young, he had golden blond hair, golden brown eyes, and was very tan, so I called him my golden baby.  When he graduated high school, I didn't want to put the usual "We're so proud of you.  We love you," in his yearbook, so my dedication was, "You hung the moon".  I'm not sure if he knows yet, eight years later, exactly what the saying means.