Meanwhile, poor Riley has experienced Daddy withdrawal.
While we were in Tacoma, she called Cory, the male half of our babysitting duo, "Daddy." And now, when we're out running errands, she points to random men, and says, "Daddy?"
Methinks it's an opportune time to reclaim that Favorite Parent position. Hey Riley, want some candy? Or balloons? Or bandages?
*On a side note, Grandma lived a long, happy life. We (and the rest of her 90-plus offspring) will miss her!
Riley at 5 weeks with her great-grandma.
2 comments:
I'm glad that she got to meet Riley. I'm sure that meant alot to your grandma.
I was sorry to hear of her passing.
But wow, 90+ offspring? That's so cool!
And I have to comment on Riley in that picture. Look at that HAIR!!! I love it!
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