.......update!
AVA has a little SISTER!
Yes, she IS bee-ootiful! ...at four months old!!
Ava is so ......'content' ......
a 'loving' sister:
!
Who also LOVES to play "FIND Meerah!"
OBVIOUSLY our little Meerah has NO objections to this game!
AND, as trains run in our family for generations back...MCRR days!
Ava's BIGGEST and best Christmas present was this:
A Thomas, the Train...train and table...(ahhh, these things sure
aren't like they were built when WE were kids!)
AND? SHE LOVES IT! Wouldn't ya know?
and she doesn't even know yet that it runs in her blood...ah, yes, AVA!
and all these great-grandchildren:
Your great-great-grandfather, George Leonard Williams, was
a watchman in Waterville, at the Main Street crossing!
Dad used to walk us down to see him every so often
when we lived on Colonial Street in Waterville.
AH, walk, you ask? In those days, we had NO car, walked every place.
Miles! Even as little kids!
A tale for another time, perhaps. Days of yore, long gone.
How well I remember...the Christmas Eve when dad came down
the stairs carrying the train table he'd built for my brother!
He came down on his butt!
And that table and the hours it took dad to built it?
......gone with the slide down!
SO, Ava...love your trains, the wonderful Thomas, the Train tales, and
feel your history in your bones, as do we.
Now, that father of mine? Here's another great man, who turned 91 just
last Saturday, January 10, 2009!
A WWII veteran, a medic who participated in the evacuations
of hundreds of soldiers, using gliders!
Dad, you are MY hero! Loved by your grandchildren and
great grandchildren!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY and may you see many more yet, dad.
AND...Ava makes another birthday cake!
weLLLLLL...............LET"S CELE-BRATE ! ! ! ! !!
Have
a bone !!!!
'ere 'tis... 0-0! .....WHAT? not GO0D
en0ugh ?????
well....then......have THeSe!!!
dey's better'n
stoopid CANDLES
...ain't dey???spesh-ly silly PINK ones....woooooooo, sissy....'ucky !
argggghhhh----- at least have some BLUE ones!!!!
Gives YA a FEW to gro - o - o - 0 - w ON!
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I have ALWAYS wondered where curls come from? How they develop? Inside or outside?When one sees a babe born almost bald, most assuredly (certainly) curl-less...then watches the miracle of curl occur over those post-birth months...one must ask then...WHERE does this tendency come from?
This is a pictorial journal of the coming of age of a curl, beginning almost at birth and ending oh? shortly after she turns two! Two and a half? Ah...who knows!
It will not only include 'Ayvah's' curl anatomy, but might even have a bit of mine...some of her dad's...her Aunt Toby's #1 in line...(there are three in THIS family who've gone from straight to curly) and the second and third are straights...the fourth was born curly...VERY curly, and the fifth is just as curly in the end!....one just sort of 'all of a sudden!' became seriously curly at some period during her still-young but elder life. As did mine, she went to super curly after the births of her own three children! They will be 'invited' to comment both to me so I can include their testimony in this journal, and so that I can include photos of them here.
To begin...I am Irish/Welsh(Scotch descent)/English and a tad of French. These I know of...because we've done the entire Bishop AND McCann lineage right up to today! The fathers of my children...one is of German-ish/Pennsylvaniarish descent.... and that I'm not sure of as no one in that family seemed to care about descendency/curls/whatever ancestry might have brought to the table of heads...and the second part of these curlies, of Sicilian/something else descent...neither posed no certain guarantees of curlity. Most assuredly, the Italian did produce two fine curly-headed sons, an amazing extravagance of curls! The first dad, well? I don't know IF his line had curls but he sired the eldest who has beautiful-ly heavenly curls, so now I will lay claim to my own input here...OBVIOUSLY...the consistency TO curl comes from MY side of the family! No doubt whatsoever!Three of five heads have curls. Two remain straight!
When I was born, in 1943 smack in the middle of WWII, I had little hair. Ah, yes, this IS historical fact.
hmmmm...do I see a familiarity here?
Elizabeth Ann ~ 12-28-1943
Furthermore, ALL of my children were born nearly hairless...well...the first three...and the next two actually HAD SOME real hair at birth. Certainly much more than their predecessors!
Now...my daughter...my ONLY daughter (stuckwith4brothers) had a bit of hair post-birth. By the time she was about a year old, she did have /some\ curl! Here she is at maybe three-ish, along with her little brother, TJ, at maybe one-ish:
And his younger brother, OUR dear Jamie baby, also has straighter-than-nails HAIR!
Ah, what a handsome boy...Jamie was born profoundly retarded and he now lives at Klearview Manor in Fairfield...
Next, a l o n g came Michael & Matt!
....everyone's curly-headed kids!
Matthew, Michael and their maternal grandfather,
Malcolm Earl (his mother is Iona Bishop of Salem
1692 descent) Williams
This gentleman, my father, is perhaps guilty of being solely responsible for the most immediate handsome curlyheadedness! ...........Why, you ask?
.........W E L L L L. . . . .
... THIS is his mother...Iona Bishop Williams...have a look at HER hair:
.......lest there be doubters...yes, this is ALL natural curl!
Of HER children, not one had truly straight hair...
No, I don't like straight hair. It doesn't do anything at all but just hanging there looking bored...
.....with no life to it! ....NO excitement!
NO if, ands OR buttts...just sorta BO-ring!
No personality whatsoever...bah
humbuggah-r000nie!
And here's Matt...the youngest,
whose hair is as curly as Michael's!
2007 IN Canaan...I would not be doing Toby justice until I find a photo of her hair...as it's so beautiful! BUT...as I look I can't find one of her hair down, ah, a future assignment...but ...
THIS is nice!
Toby & Dave
One certainly can tell she has very curly and long 'air...as Ava says!
And here are the children:
(Whoops...must leave now to dig up some photos of these kids...with some not-so-straight HAIR...whoops, must assign this job to Kea...Grandaughter numero uno! SHE has a nice digital camera and can capture her brother's long hair, her mother's long hair down, not back or up! Sophie (aka grandaughter numero dos?) Well...methinks she's a straightie, but we won't know for sure for quite a bit yet. Kea vacillates between what looks like it might be curly in the end, and sort of bungie-d up, as in rattily-natty whatchama~callits blues...the knotted up thingies hanging bunched up/down/allaround/til she cut 'em off thingies like the hippies wear.)
YA KNOW??--->>>>>>>> DREA-dsssss ? ?
Before she did THAT to her hair...here's what SHE looked like...pretty classy kid:
Kea 2007
HERE's ....really curly!!
& MANY days later.......our Ava greets her little Sis!
Darling 'baby' Meerah, mere weeks old here!
WILL she have ---CU
hmmm ---- all BETS are on!
....as to if, or if NOT...Meerah Bella will
have curly CURLZ! )~',>}-----
.........WHAT say you???
Here's 33 months of curl-time...
wet...
....dry:
(photos taken on the same day!)
AND the latest p-p-p-photo (very cold here)
~~taken just last week
...........which WAS January 4th-ish:
......WHAT curls she has!.......
Rivaled ONLY by my daughter's BEAUTIFUL
curls!!!
(photo of THOSE to come, hopefully!)
SO...I totaled my way old truck, he, his earlier the SAME day...nooooo, a deeR got its directions confused and took one step too many...right into the best pickup in the elder family...
HIS (:>{>.......................The TEXAS Cowboy...)
AND mine??? Hummmm....black ice. Coming home that evening from a pleasant day with the DEAR babe... hit the infamous
Rt. 23 black ICE
between Hinckley and Clinton...Just 40MPH....Ah,
surprise.....
surprise! It had become a frozen pond since my morning drive! OHHH...
T h h a n k s!!!....
STATE of MAINE!
Don'cha take care of anything
.........out here?
in the willywacks?
Evidently...NOT
ACCIDENT: doodleooooojusttoolin'along ...
Y E S y e s s s ??? w'assup???
oooohhhhereWEgooooooooooooo ...round and round and over and o u t and into a snowbank,
tip-over-break-passenger-side-window-SMA---around in circles---
a g a i n hit hugesnowbankHARD
a g a i n ......flip......
BAM!
backupontothewheels. ...nahnah is just ahangin' on to the...WHAT??
COME 000on ...?steering? wheel?
(this has to be a sick JOKE)
it's NOT f-f-funny...stop this truck, I want to get OFF!
NO waitin' out this insultin' violence!!!! like....
WHO told YOU, truck, that YOU could do this to MEEE?
I own YOU!
And remember, you can BE replaced!
You AIN'T Lissn'n! onedamnbit!
It's mighty hard to feel bad for YOU!
and finally, finally, it ended...
headed in the<opposite<direction, stalled!
not one light came on...oh, that couldn't happen!
thehouseswere too faraway!
Started her up...went into 4WD, got OFF that ice!
AND tooled on home... 5 miles or so ...a little shook up but none the worse--
for the wild, unforgettable TRIP!
brrrrr....COLD trip home with that broken window!
Woke up hubby...went to retrieve my purse, camera, wallet...
glasses! An Exacto knife complete with blade!
AND...someone else's round headlight!
...wasn't the first accident at that site...after all!
Wear your seatbelts!
I am sure mine
saved me from any injury whatsoever...
and possibly saved my life.
AND, that's my story, and I'm stickin' to it!
YES...we are BOTH in shock...two trucks seriously damaged...
in ONE 24-hour day!
SO...heah's just a piece of said sad ole truck after doin' its tricky tricks....:
Visibly...this truck was in fine condition! NO rust!
NOW? It's dented from front panel to back!
The resulting mess...my book, windshield cleaner...all tossed!
NOoooooo0...my life did NOT flash before my eyes...fu'thuhmore...
these eyes had milliseconds to look AT the road and KNOW no other cars were comin'...
thank you, ONE who cares!
Not one whit of a pain, hurt or damage to ye olde bod! Now.....can I complain? NO
and....
YESSSS....gimme back my truck! ---NO...we've condemned it to the junkpile...---
NOOOOOooo...I insist on MY truck,with all 264,954 miles on it, BACK!!! OR ELSE...got it?? Fixed....AND... guess what? HE (the adjuster) obviously DID get it...cause I got a check big enough to pay for a l l those repairs. But...not before ye ole hubbie went out and gave 'im, said adjuster, a piece of his Texas-sized mind o' thought...HE sez: 'state sez I have to have insurance sooo colludes with you the company to provide me with that~~~I pay my premiums and YOU dare to tell ME what you will or won't do (due) ?? OH NO nono no no! I don't THINK so....Sounds like FRAUD to meeee!...what you wawnt I SHALL do ? ? ?'
An' your answer is???? say WHAT?
well...let me go off and think about this for a-while...HE SEZ!
says said adjuster...and comes back an hour later with a rahther nice check!
(mind you, this IS a 12-year-old truck...
that runs well, whose body
....WAS in good shape
cause ole Texas hubbie has a habit...
of letting deer hit him every so often)
AND this still does NOT pay ME for the insult and fright and anguish!...now does it? This check?
....my intelligent side sez.......
SSSSShhhhhoooah!
And I send an email to the state DOT...and THEY fix this ROAD problem up PDQ!
SAME DAY! WHY?
They have to, within 24 hours after the accident or they can be held liable.
Ahhh...always a clause for this, a rip off for THAT!
And such IS life when one is not protected as our forefathers intended.
NONETHELESS:
When hubbie's truck is 'all bettah' then his comes home, mine goes in and I get to have the LOANAH!
aayuh! ....Works for me! ---that loanah is an awful Ford Taurus with
an instrument panel that looks like it came out of a B-52
some forty -five years ago!
More lights on that muhthah than the 4th of July in deep, dark snowy MARCH! in very cold MAINE!
Could take one an owah to find the right button to the right light to do the right
thing ya want it to do! 0N tHat DASHBOAHD--- while tryin' to drive???
Now...go figger...FORD...WHAT'S WRONG WITH YA?
STUPID!??
AS Maine GOES...SO goes the NATION? GAWD FORBID! 
Matt's Marvelous Maine WAVE
copyright 2007 MWI PhotoS
yep, talent runs amok in THIS family
and this photo has been retooled
with Adobe Photodeluxe
by mEself, NahnahMum
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- Mood:
infuriated
Is THIS a 'Marilyn pose' or WHAT? ~~Ava...at two years and one week!~~
(now ain't she a beaut?)
((notwithstanding that she's also a HOOT!))
if anyone could SEE the before and after shots...well? y'ad know this is a pure flukeSHOT....YUP it isssss!....SHE's just jokin' wit me!
Always got the upper hand, she does!
- Mood:
mischievous
IT WAS my BIRTHDAY! I HAD a wonaful time! I MADE my cake! I FROSTED my cake and then I DECORATED it myself...well...ALmostly!! I MADE dinner for mummy, daddy AND nahnah!
I BLEWded up all my balloons! I OPENED ALLLLL my presents! I RODE my new trike down the loooooong hall and even let mummy ride OO\O it! WE didn't even sing Happy Birthday to me, we forgot!...I blewded out my #2 candle and we ate my cake and we made playdoh things and we made my new puzzle and I played with my new tubbie toys and, and and I really truly, had the funnest time evah!! in my whooole life...'cept for the day I was bornded cause THAT wuz the best day evah in my life!
WHEN is my next birthday????????hmmmm??????????what didyasay?????????????????????????????????
I CAN"T HEAH ya!!!......
LUV...AyVah ps....psssst...I'll put pictures in tomowwoe! ...cause I'm
sooooo tiyud now!
Theyah...I am still tiyud and it's a whooole week laytuh but I am baaack ta show ya my birthday pictures...Nahnah is very tiyud tooo...she had a busy week she said and I wuz SO happy when she walkted in my doe-wah SO erly yestiday an' now she's heah an' I stampted my feets an' yellded and laughted hahaha when she came in...I WANTED ~{HUGS}~...BIG HUGS. Then she tole daddy and me about Christian's wunnaful play...that he wuz SOOOO good-acting in...and Sophie's singasongchoruscompetish-shun (wowses, that's a BIG word for ME!) and that wuz SOO good...She sez she's tiyud too but she will help me to put in my birthday pictures from LAST weekend...WE had such a GOOD time lookin' at 'em on my computah...oh...gee...dad's computah...really!
ssssSO...heah goes!...my first picture is me blowin' up a bahloon!
dat wuz harder'n I ever ever thought it wud be...
(ya can see my blackted eye, too..that's NahNah's fault, like I said...
YUP...I had sooooo much fun with MY bahloons!!!!!!!
... they were goin' alllll over the place...just NOT stayin' in my wagon!
I had to hold 'em all at once together and THAT was reely, reely, reeeeely hard!
Next.....
Here I yam, making supper ALL by myself, like ya can seeeeee !
Mum's holdin' my hand just cause I done such a good job cuttin' up da cukes!....(and they taste SOOOO good! toooooo...mmmmmmmmmmmm!)
~Com'n up in da next installment? Makin' my OWN cake...of course...!~
Tune in ...sometime soon....maybe I'll get back sooner'n dat!
Here I yam! with my cake adventure! my teddy AND my juice! YUMMY! Yummy!!!
I'm Ayvah...in case you forgot!
I'm t h i n k i n' about my cake cause it was so yummy! so: Here's how I made it:
fust mummy gave me the cake pans...she wanted ME to flowah them: so I DID!
THEN she said, 'NOooo...AyVah...that's not quite what I meant, even though it's...
.......well...... QUITE bootiful!
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,she said that word like I say it! I love that about my mummy!,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
so she said...I want you to 'flour' them, dahlin'....THEN I got it...
she mean that white stuff...
soooo......I did...do it! ...Just right! she tole me so!
...Time for the cake pans!
WE do such a wunnaful job...my mummy and ME!
Soooo...'bout this time I wuz getting the hang of it!! ya know...?
...IN tha GROOVE!
GROOVY! 
We baked 'em for a looooong time...seems..(why is it big peepul don't mind long times?)
While I pick out MY letters...Ay-ee....Veee....Ay-ee...MY NAME...
.......MY VEWYOWNNAME !!!
ME~~~AyVAH Liwian~~~ME!
....And I'm TW0!
happy birthday to meeeee....happy birthday to meeeee!
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmmm!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE!
~~~~NOW....I promised you all I'd show you my presents~~~~
so here we goooooooo:
BOOKs to read! 
playdoh !
And MY most prized posSehshun:
MY NEW TRIKE !!!
.....
.... I can RIDE now !!! AND RING MY BELL!
I can R-I-D-E now!
my mummy made my name!
isn't it pretty??? I love it!
And tubbie toys...and...and...
and.......SO much I...forget..............!
But....now it's time for MEeee ta go ta bed...
and sleep lotss so I can play lotss...tomawwoe!
Time ta snuggle wif my aminals an' dollies an
read dem my books until dey fall a'sleeps....all
co-sy and comf'able...wif me...d'ere Ay Vah...
Wuv You! 
Nite, nite...Arianna and Kea! Nite, nite, Sophie and Christian!
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- Mood:
happyhappy
~ WELL....an explanation is in order! ~ uh huh...that's MY Vaseline lip stuff!
Hello, my BIG cousin's little cousin...Arianna! And my BIG cousin....KeaKea!
I LOVE YOU!
BO'fffYou must understand----I am rahther a creature of willfulness -- well, sometimes!
Mummy was helping me to get out of her car...I wanted to do it.....
~~~~~~MY WAY!!!~~~~~~~
(like the song says, ....I'll do IT MY WAY!
So I did! Guess WHAT?
....I trippeded and fell out onto the icy snow...yup, I DID!
So NOW you see me as I was...the second day...up above...that's ME! My face r e a l l y hurts...
BUT...then...Nahnah used 'Kiss My Face' on my face just four times....and....
HERE I am just two days later....wait'll you see THIS! JUST WAIT......!
.....are you waiting??????????????????????????yes, my puffy, scratchy face
is... IS much better, but.....
HERE I AM! ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
WELLLLLL.....IT'S A LOOOOONG STORY....so here goes:
Ya see...Nana and I were watching a video on daddy's computer.....
....really. it WAS a Christmas show that I love...the California Raisins
.....doing the Christmas Bells one...
remember THAT ONE? HERE it is...now YOU can watch it, too!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW34kHnpo
*****(we don't care if it's NOT Christmas time any more...we watch what I like!)*****
I love that story...
and got lots of excited during the part where the conductor bangs
the raisin guys' head with the thingie.... So I gave Nana's leg a good hard kick
with my nearest foot...and oh, my...my highchair flew ovah
\ ~~~~~~~~~~like it was on wings~~~~~~~~~~~~~ /
\
and
OH...I 'SCREECHED-TED ...LOUD LOUDERLoudest....AND I HELD MY BREATH...
and went:
aiiiiiyeeeeeeeee....aiiiiiiyeeeeeeeeee.....aiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyeeeeeeeeee! yup, that's the
UNTIL Nahnah blew in my face and hugged me tight.....and mademestopaiiiyeeeeeeing!!!!!
wowses......did SHE get me out of that highchair FAST--------->>>>faster'n EVah!
but NANA HURT MY FEELINGS TEBLY....JUST TEBLY, LETTIN' ME FALL OVER LIKE THAT!
---------------SO...that's MY story...and I'm stickin' to it!!!!
Fu'thermore, SHE was so busy checkin' my face, my teeth, my chinny-chin-chin...an'
NEVAH, EVAH even LOOKED-ted at MY EYE...til later...
.....when I decided to show her it!!!!
Ya see, she's old, and blinded, and just wanted to hug and hug and hug me...and tell me
YOU"LL be OK>>>>Ava, darlin'...Nana promised and she was SO sorry for lettin' me fall
and HURT my bootiful FACE AG'IN ...POOOOOR little face....
well....it got LOTS and LOTS of kisses and I got lots of hugs, too...and when daddy came home?
Wellllll....HE said I'd really, really had a BAAAD week!
~~~And mummy said...welll? We can't protect her from EVERYTHING...now, CAN we?~~~
(My mummy is SO practical and wondafl....!!!) I luv her SOOOO much!)
sooooooooooooo.........................
...........to my room
...........to read my books.........
........................that's better'n list'n to Mummy and Nahnah talking about ME...Ah-G'iN
...........Cousin Arianna...How was YOUR week?
PLEASE tell me!
I learned to say my name Ay-Vah...I can say V now!
THEN....I decided to suprise everyone and SAY
.....Luv YOU....!
And I don't know why...but every time I say it...they look at each other and
LAUGH laugh laugh giggle...I think it's pretty the way I say it!
...why DO THEY do THAT?? laugh??
You're old-older'n me, do you know?
Lots of Loves....AyVah (it's MY birthday Sunday! I'm 2!) |
This is beautiful Arianna ~ She is Dave's niece's child...slightly older than Ava
now.... here is the latest AVA picture I wrote about before!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just for her cousin, and cousin's aunt's daughter!- Location:Deeeep Woods of Maine
- Mood: Maybe this time?
- Music:NOT rockabye, bebe!
Here we have two weeks: Ava, since the last tale, has learned to speak in sentences. She is NOT yet two. I can't remember...IS this normal for a child under two? Multiple syllables? Different ending sounds? no more nahnah...OR dahdah...but when my name went to Nahnie...Michael was quick to suggest that NahNah was still OK! yessssss!
Ah, the pleasure of watching a little mind grow and have it NOT be one of your own!
The 'photo' area of her life? Worse than EVER! NOW the hand shoots up to cover the front of my camera! signaling NO pictures, Nahnah!...So I must chase her 'round this small apartment, laden with babyboobytraps at every corner, in every room, for elders whose feet manage to turn ankles rather than stay upright! She stops and giggles when poor Nahnah hits one of those boobytraps...nah, she downright laughs, and then...THEN I can get my shot off...a gorgeous picture of a smiling, blue-eyed AVA!...
Ah, tricky nahnah!!! ...gotcha! sweetie! ain't it a GOOD one?? HA!
So...I get mine and she gets to see herself immediately...and guess what? She loves it and steals the camera to push the buttons to see herself...all the mistakes before the
Then she looks at ME like I am responsible for these awful faces she makes...or the blurry hands or the funny looks.
Hmmmm...guess that's the life of an "elder nanny"...WHAT fun!
and...another tricky shot: http://web.mac.com/jcanz/Oopsie_Dazie_2.0/G
- Location:'OME
- Mood:accomplished
- Music:NOT Rock a Bye, BABY!
There we ARE...love at first kiss! (From last evening's visit so Sylvie could meet Tristan's daddy!) IT went well, except that Ava dropped some food...and Sylvie got to it first, which created a bit of a growlfest between her and Gabby which ended without consequence which leads me to this: TT chose chicken fingers and french fries... AH...their first date! Not even two yet? Not even five yet? In spite of Ava pinning him against the radiator, he has not changed his mind about marrying her!
from Heidi's email: TT chose an elegant dinner for he and Ava - chicken fingers and french fries. I had it ready when they arrived and TT refused to eat until Ava got here so it worked out well. They both sat at my dining room table and ate together. Ava shared the ketchup off TT's plate. Very cute!
AND: AS I later asked if TT was no longer hepped up on marrying Ava after her rather extreme 'display of affection': this was the reply...
Then, it was upstairs to meet Bella:
the end of yesterday's saga!
NOW for 'The Continuing Tale of Two Little Girls, Ari & Ava, little relateds who don't know each other yet, so this IS the next best way!
HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY! ......AND Michael tuned TT's little guitar for him!
NOW...how goes the saga of Ari??..........waitingwaitingwaitingaitingwaitingwaitin
Lesson # 1...we don't take babies outside when the weather is less than cooperative, Kea! We hunker down inside on massive pillows and snuggly blankets with Tink's all over and around! AND the heat turned up! AND READ! THAT way, we are NOT at all obligated to walk round, round, round the housie, slippery-sliding as big folks do in the snow because their heads are several feet from the ground, as opposed to Ari's being what??? A coupla/three feet or so?almost interconnected with the ground? A hard sitdown is JUST a plop for her!
btw...how 'bout some photos????????? I KNOW you have a camera there!
- Mood: amused
And it's NOT from her daddy...of course!
Ava has been 'tapped' to be TT's wife...TT is the son of the people who are going to take DEAR Sylvie. He met Ava at the dog park this weekend and promptly told HIS mommy later that he WAS going to marry Ava! How's that for the sweetness and innocence all little children are born with?
He's four. A handsome little cuss, too!
TUESDAY, MARCH 2nd:
WELL...here it is a month later and I, Ava's Nahnah, am JUST getting to posting a picture of TT & our Sylvie who LOVES being there and living with them...TT doesn't get right in her face like Ava did...and she gets to go for the loooongest walks and to the dog park and she's living the life of a DOGGIE! A happy doggy... THIS family couldn't be ANY happier that our Syl is such a well-loved AND cared-for doggie...cause Hannah said yesterday that they won't be getting another doggie until they have a house of their own...because it's SO heartbreaking to have to find a home for a doggie you love...and so we know how lucky WE are that Sylvie is loved SO well with TT, Heidi and Tom...and Mackenzie and Gavin! AND Gabby, her big sister and Bella, her kittie! SO...without any more yakking about it...here's Sylvie with TT and doesn't Syl look SO SO happy and content?
- Mood: touched
SSSSShhhhhhhhooooooooooooooooooooooo! Whadda weekend! Growl, growl~~~
Well....ya know...Sylvie is going to a new home...maybe. Ava does NOT get along with her...noooo....Sylvie does not get along with Ava when Ava tries to eat her food...Sylvie's food! Otherwise, Ava loves Syl and tries for many, many hugs...all of which Syl does NOT appreciate of late. So...before the going gets rougher, I, poisonally, found Syl a new home...in Portland, with a family with yet another child who is four and far more 'literate' when it comes to LISTENING & MINDING. TWO YEARS makes a big difference in teaching a child to respect a dog' s privacy!
Oww, I found this home just the way cyberspace says NOT to...online. And oh, how well it has worked out! Found a lady who posted to the huge animal cruelty article online in the Sentinel and KJ and Press Herald last week . In her post she said she'd owned a weimie and her dog had died at 14...so...she was desire-ing another. SO...in this private post with no emailaddressessss shared, ah, yes, NahNah reposted with her email address in da boday of da blog! Ah ah...next day sherepliestome! Yeaaaaaa! She IS very nice, they ARE lovely folks and we MEET...Syl, Michael, nahnah and Ava, with this lovely lady and her 4-yr-old son...OH...Kea...HIS name is TT! WHAT is this world coming to? KeaKea...TT? NAhNAh??? Sylvie shows off at the doggie park, along with the lady's 14-yr. old GSP...that's a pointer...and Syl and Gabby hit it right off and chase and run and chase some more and runrunrun! NOW the next intro is set for Tuesday afternoon!
Meanwhile...Ava came...and we didn't dress her properly...and we are outside for over an hour and the poor bebe is SO miserable with the cold...but still has funfun with her little friend! Slept ALL the way home, exhaustionandfrostbite, I'm sure...and two hours later I am rubbing her tootsies because they are STILL so cold to the touch! I AM AN ABUSiVE NAHNAH AND I feel SO sorry for those cold tootsies! HOOOOOooo! BUT AVA forgives her daddy and me and snuggles off to sleep that night...last night.
Ah, then...today...Today she makes ME pay! I read almost every book in her massive collection...she forces me to lay down on her floor in the bedroom (nicely carpeted AND warm) with my pillow I made for her...and read, read, read. FINALLY...I get her so sleepy she does nap! Daddy comes home...mummy comes home...we all sit and chitchat and then? Nahnah gets ready to leave...for 'ome. OF COURSE this brings on much loud noise akin to 'ome...'ome...nannie 'ome...which, roughly translated means...Nana, you have NO damn business going home...you LIVE here, ya hear? Furthermore...I have to yaknow...pee? before I leave and she accompanies me TO the bathromm and proceeds to take away the toilet paper...ah, yes...she takes it and PUTS it away where I can't find it! BUT...there's a good ending to this part...I do know where the extrrras are kept! And she watches while I carry on! ONLY to go out to the doorway, say goodbye, get wonderful kisses when I promise to come back NEXT weekend...then, go to pick up my suitcase...sure, we have to pick it up to find out that she's boobytrapped THAT too! AND as a result, MY clothes go allll overrrr the flooooooor! while she stands there, gawking! 'Bout this time, Michael and Hannah, who've been laughtering mightily all along...accuse AVAkins of trying to stop her nahnie from leaving...to which I scoop up one little girl, give her great big hugs and squeezes and promise to be back NEXT weekend.
HOPE YOUR weekend was slightly calmer! DO tell! HOW IS ARI???
Something I want to tell you....Ava is becoming very vocal......that's a blatant lie, she IS very vocal...so today she finds a 'hair' in her bahthwahter...Tobe...this is YOU reincarnated!....and she picks it up, saying mommie, mommie!...GROSS...OH, I am sick at heart, my little grandaughter is saying GROSS already and she's NOT EVEN TWO....yet!
Is there NO end to this travesty?
NahNah2008
- Mood: weird
Tonight I read Kea's page...She's having an interesting time! HI...Kea...howzit goin'? How's little Arianna doing...eh?
Tomorrow I go to Ava's and I wish we could put the two kids on together...how fun it would be to see them interact, being so close agewise...
Meanwhile...I ramble on here, there, everywhere. Still trying to find the foot in the door. Let me see if I can find out how to get to you!
Bye...for the moment
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