We had our first family birthday gathering since Baby M's arrival (see? Everything is centered around her. LOL) My baby turned 25. Twenty. Five. A quarter of a century. Please don't even ask what that means in regards to my age. Ouch.
We had a great time even though we kept the gathering small. Having a new baby in the family means we take it a bit slow on our usual 500-people-in-a-1300-square-foot-house-gatherings. We'll hold off until New Year's Eve when we open up full throttle for an oyster roast. :)
Anyway, yesterday was about DoodleBug's 25th birthday. And Baby M. She was in the birthday (cup)cake/blowing out the candles pictures.
One thing I do not like about family gatherings now is sharing Baby M. Her aunties are so selfish. And so is everyone else. I mean, I AM the grandma. Sheesh. The new parents don't seem to mind sharing their new treasure. I think they might be a bit tired. Remember those days?
And then there was this little delight who makes all troubles disappear. I do think of my grandparents who would have adored this little angel. I know they are all smiling down on her sweet face. The Divine Baby M is covered in the guardian angel department. :)
I'm telling y'all, time with that little squeegee is the most precious time of all. I'm trying to take it slow and easy but, to be perfectly honest, I can't wait for her mommy to go back to work so that I have this little fairy princess every day! Ah, life. It's so good. So very, very good.
Hope your Monday is going great! Stay cool, y'all!