Gentle Years

While waiting for GB and JC to get home this afternoon, RB played outside with the basketball hoop and the stone frog, which he thought was a ride-on toy.

That's right, my baby's car insurance will now go down with her next bill.
This is her at two or three days old.

RB didn't mind signing the card and picking stickers for the envelope, but he wasn't interested in frosting the cake.  So he watched Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer while waiting for me to finish so he could go outside-his favorite thing to do!  (Daddy took Mommy out for dinner, so the cake was for later)

Cookies are like a fifth food group to me.  I don't care for cake, ice cream, pie, or candy bars-I will occasionally eat them, but it's cookies for me.  RB seems to have inherited this food preference.