Just wanted Jake to see where he got his reddish, Irish hair. From me. Yes, that's me for sure. Just a baby really (17 3/4 old). No hair dye or bleach. That came much later.
Poetry, Writing, Thoughts on Everyday Life. (Picture is of New River Gorge Bridge, Fayetteville, WV at Dusk.)
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Jake
Again, Jacob, I think was somewhere around four months old. Even at this age, he would grab my face and give me kisses, big sloppy kisses on my cheeks. LOL Oh, the joy! My first grand child!
Monday, July 30, 2018
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Thursday, July 26, 2018
Jacob Matthew, my first grandson. So beautiful!
I'm not sure but I think he was about six months old here. I was babysitting him while his Mom worked at the Post Office. He always loved to come to Nana's house. He knew I would feed him well, and he was always hungry. He was a big boy and I love him so. Just as I do his Mom.
Labels:
beautiful,
big baby,
grandson,
jacob griffith,
love
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Monday, July 16, 2018
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